"I think... this is kind of an absinthe occasion. If you would, please, Miss Bar," And as she finished her 'please', two glasses of absinthe appeared, with a lighter next to them. She lit them both on fire, to melt the rock, as she spoke.
"Pocket dimension. One door in, no door out, that I've seen. There's a forest, a beach, and a burlesque that way," Hand motion, "Rooms, a library, and an elevator that way." Another had motion. Which also answered whether or not her Papa was there, at least. She couldn't think of someone else who would attach a library to a bar.
"Both my parents are here. Don't have a friggin' clue. I haven't seen your dad, yet." At the end of that, she moved the spoon to drop the rest of the rock into the liquid, shooting the drink.