The bar had security personnel seemingly assigned to check whether people entering were of age or not.
However, they rarely checked. They only bothered when someone looked too young.
Oliver and Ivy didn't look that young—after all, they were both in their final year of high school and about to enter university—so they weren't stopped.
Inside the bar, Oliver saw many people gathered in small groups. Some strangers began chatting, getting to know each other before sitting down and drinking together, enjoying the music provided by the DJ, which added a full sense of excitement to the atmosphere.
The seating in this bar varied, but most consisted of high stools with small backrests lined up in front of a long counter.
"Let's go over there!" Ivy invited Oliver to a relatively empty corner of the counter.
Oliver followed her lead. They sat next to each other until a bartender—a man in his thirties—approached them.
"What can I get you, sir and ma'am?" he asked politely.
