A record plays from the jukebox in the rear of the room, someone dances, and someone is taken by the game on TV, which is purely cathode ray tube.
The laughter gets delightfully boisterous and the atmosphere is joyful and light at the counter between an Alexander and a Cosmopolitan.
No, this isn’t a 1970s commedia, but the current Rolando’s Museum Bar, a lively establishment where the hands of the clocks stopped working in the 1950s!