Sarah’s queen anne bar and sometime

Sarahs bar in the Queen Anne neighborhood of Seattle looks normal, sure. But it does double-duty as an interplanetary waystation for visiting aliens. So for her, the phrase "a cat, a crow and an a four-foot blob of talking green goo walk into a bar" doesnt always begin a joke.Especially when the gooball informs Sarah and her not-quite-human bartender that it needs transportation off Earth right now (or the Earth is doomed -- of course). And with their normal systems on the fritz, their only recourse is the emergency portal in the basement.The one Sarahs nicknamed the "Vortex of Hell."