In the dimly lit Chat bar, Ratz slides a glass of Angel's Envy down the bar to Wrewdison, warning him to be careful with it. Ratz, a gruff figure with a shaven head, squinty brown eyes, and a wrinkled face, wears a Russian military prosthetic arm that jerks monotonously as he works. The bar is filled with loud electronic music and frequented by deck jockeys looking for gigs. A drunk man sleeps in a pool of his own drool nearby.

taken in #chatsubo - Ratz - the scene