Ok, what just happened?

So, we ditched Triple Rock at some point, leaving them to discuss their various pills, and found ourselves at the 19 Bar. Let's just say the circus is in town. Between the spaced-out contortionist who makes his own clothes, the 'Latvian' who drank Jessica's whiskey soda and the carny who tells the future like he sees it, I totally wanted to run away with them.