Manfred wrote: Jacks, I thought for sure we'd be running low on something by now, but that storage room is stocked silly! It's a whole warehouse packed in a back office. You must know people in the trucking business.
If you say it's ok, I think Jacob can pour his own drinks. But don't give him a key to the storage room! In fact, I'm kind of nervous having my own key, so I stuck it in... an inner pocket. No one's gonna get it off of me 
This place rocks! And I've emptied my tip jar a bunch of times already. We need to report just the U.S. currency, right?
Manfred
Oh... I'm sure that we can find a way around most of that pesky "reporting". As far as the back room goes... If you go through that last steel door on the left, you will find that we are actually connected to a real warehouse. We also have a truck dock. I put a picture of it on here a few months back. Now if you follow the very narrow gravel road on down towards the water you'll see about a half dozen Quonset huts back in the trees. You'll also find that there are paved roads connecting thru the woods to the more visible road that leads to the docks where the JR Trixie and the JR Pixie (yes, named after MOMs favorite sheep) tie up. All of that is owned by Whodat? Holdings, the parent corp of Jolly Roger Industries LLC. There are a few more corporations in the ownership ladder here, but that's another story...
Anyway... Yea, Jacob can pour his own drinks, and you can have whatever you wish. Just keep it together enough to know what's going on around here.
Alright. You had an awesome first night, and it looks like you are set to enjoy a long and profitable employment at the Jolly Roger. We're glad to have you.