Someone sits at a dive bar drenched in character, a High Life in front of them. An empty stool rests beside them.
“The champagne of beers pairs well with the champagne of reserved seating.”
The person sitting hails the bartender, pointing at the empty seat.
SUPER - THE CHAMPAGNE OF RESERVED SEATING
Another High Life drops at the vacant spot.
“And while the High Life doesn’t allow booking a seat in advance, it always finds room for walk-ins.”
The person sitting at the bar is looking over their shoulder. They wave down a friend who joins them at the bar-- seat saved.
FINAL SUPER.