Another Last Call

One small town. Two childhood friends. Ten years later, will an attempt to save the local bar be their last call for love?

MAGGIE
The bar was my legacy.
It was all I had to look forward to: a lonely life waiting tables in a small town and dumping beer on the tourists who got a little too forward.
Though, as the current owner of the bar, Mom didn't exactly approve of the beer-dumping thing. But it wasn't my fault they were pigs.
Maybe if I'd listened to her, things would have gone better.
Because ...