Finally, there was a fun bit coming out of this mess. Eric liked the idea of the name Purgatory, and he was glad that Jo was spearheading the run for it to be what they called this mixture of bars.
He stood up taller, feeling mildly optimistic.
"Alright. Then that's what we call it. Purgatory. A true no-man's land. The middle ground. It works on so many levels. I'll arrange for a suitably bland sign to go out front. I think it should straddle both halves. Right between the doors. When shall we aim for opening?"