As expected, the bouncer, whose name is Martin, does not allow Pat into the VIP area. Patrick is livid.

Patrick: This is no way to treat your customers.
Martin the Bouncer: Sorry, man, I’m just following orders, which are not to let in anyone with less than 3 stars.
Patrick: That’s discrimination, you know?
Martin the Bouncer: It sucks, I know, but I’m just doing my job, dude.

Patrick: Ah, shut up, I’ll talk to your manager instead.
Martin the Bouncer: You go ahead, mister, he’ll tell you the same thing I’ve told you. Rules are rules.

Martin the Bouncer: Sure, those rules can change if you contribute with something.
Just what Patrick needed. As if drinks weren’t already expensive enough! But he’s no cheapskate and Jun Xu’s happiness comes before his weekday groceries, right?

Patrick: *Grumbling* Okay, I hope this is enough.
Martin the Bouncer: Show me and we’ll see.
Patrick: This is extorsion, did you know that?
Martin the Bouncer: Yeah, whatever, just show me the money.

Martin the Bouncer: Man, is this a joke? I bet you have more in there.
Patrick: I do, but I must leave some for my girlfriend’s drinks, and for the cab home, and my food for the week.
Martin the Bouncer: Hmm, okay. I’ll take it this once.

Martin the Bouncer: You and your girl can come in but try to bring more money next time.
Patrick: Yeah, rest assured there won’t be a next time. When I become mayor, the first thing I will do is ban blackmailers like you.
Martin the Bouncer: Ha, whatever you say, man.

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