I went to the Debonair on the night of New Years Eve. We paid $20 just to get in the door at about 1 a.m., and they were closing at 2. My boyfriend stood at the bar, which was not very busy, for nearly 20 minutes before receiving service. He ordered an energy drink with Vodka; the drink was short and cost $9, which is pricey for this neighborhood. The bartender then proceeded to spill his drink as she was giving him back his receipt. She continued to help other customers and neglected to refill his drink. After several minutes, as she stood idly dancing and eating her pizza, I tapped her on the shoulder and said ""Excuse me, can you refill this drink that you spilled?"" She rolled her eyes at me, brushed me off with a hand gesture and walked away. Shocked, I said more loudly, ""Excuse me!"" and she flipped me off.