The hostess directs us to a table.  After a few moments, a guy comes out of the kitchen and tells us to follow him.  The back wall has several refrigerators; he opens the middle one and steps inside.  We follow, through a dark hallway and down a flight of stairs, into a speakeasy called The Mayor of Scarey-Cat Town. 

The decor is odd, with high tables and couches.  The lighting is low and a sign saying "No Heavy Petting."  The restroom area (several unisex stalls and a common washroom) contains a disco ball and a sign that says "World's Second Smallest Disco."  Truly our night for oddness.  We have several drinks and some small plates and head on our way.