Four old retired adventurers are walking down a street in Hempstead. They turn a corner and see a sign that says,
"Old Timers Bar - all drinks - two true."
They look at each other, then go in thinking this is too good to be true. The old bartender says in a voice that carries across the room,
"Come on in and let me pour one for you! What'll it be, Gentlemen?"
There seemed to be a fully-stocked bar, so each of the men ask for a Will-o-Whiskey.
In short order, the bartender serves up four Whiskeys and says,
"That'll be 2 true each, please."
The four men stare at the bartender for a moment, then look at each other ... they can't believe their good luck. They pay the 8 true, finish their drinks, and order another round.
Again, four excellent whiskeys are produced with the bartender again saying,
"That's 8 true please."
They pay the 8 true but their curiosity is more than they can stand. They have each had two whiskeys, and so far they've spent less than twenty true, the price you'd pay anywhere else for a single drink, let alone 8 drinks. Finally one of the men says,
"How can you afford to serve whiskey as good as this for two true apiece?"
"I'm a retired crafter from years ago," the bartender said, "and I always wanted to own a bar. Way back when it used to be easy to sell stuff and I made a squillion and decided to open this place. Every drink costs two true - wine, liquor, ale, it's all the same."
"Wow!! That's quite a story," says one of the men.
The four of them sipped at their whiskeys and couldn't help but notice three other guys at the end of the bar who didn't have drinks in front of them, and hadn't ordered anything the whole time they were there.
One man gestures at the three at the end of the bar without drinks and asks the bartender,
"What's with them?"
The bartender says,
"Oh, they're current crafters. They're waiting for happy hour when drinks are half price."