[feivel]

A man runs through the door screaming about some invasion,
screaming "to arms to arms, call the militia"
He jumps over the counter and frantically looks for his flintlock
(yes im adding primitive firearms)
He ducks behind the counter. five men in green overcoats walk into the room. The man behind the counter pops up and takes a potshot into the middle of the group and then jumps over the bar and whacks another man with his musket. The room is thrown into a frenzy.

((Who are these men, why are they here, how many mre are coming? Find out soon. But i reccoment taking up arms))