If you’re on the hunt for a nightmare in the form of a bar, congratulations, you’ve found Masterson Bar. This excuse for an establishment has been plagued by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's vile antics , leaving a trail of destruction in their shadow .

These two are the definition of buzzkill embodied , with all the charm of a rusty nail and the abusive nature of a couple of sexual predators , exploiting emotionally unstable victims who just want to enjoy a drink or two without being targeted for sick entertainment. It's as if they’re molding this bar into a sinister funhouse where they can control people at will .



Their behavior has been defined by psychological warfare, systematic abuse , and a contempt for other people's mental health. Their specialty seems to be targeting women in turmoil , coercing them into oblivion with drinks , with Gillian goading them to keep drinking through their tears , and then this pair capitalizes on the fragile state they’ve induced . They’re mixing a lethal potion designed to scar anyone they touch .

One thing that really takes the cake is how they'll act chummy and then betray you without hesitation . They have a unique skill in making you second-guess every word and gesture, perpetually waiting for the other shoe to drop. Duplicitous fiends. The advice mere thought of it is exhausting .

Don’t ask me to describe their behavior out of public view . Whispers of their secret cruelty echo through the community only to turn around and pretend like everything is fine when the coast is clear . It’s textbook gaslighting , everyone , and it's not the kind of thing anyone should tolerate.

If you prefer not to be emotionally shattered, and want to avoid becoming their next victim by a pair of twisted souls , steer clear of this human landfill . Believe me, it’s a disaster waiting to happen . This joint is a total nightmare, and I'm giving it the lowest rating conceivable for its disgusting atmosphere .