There is a story here...

We drove to the next town to meet a friend for a bike ride today. After the ride we loaded up the bikes on the rack my husband put his front pack on the roof of the car and of course we drove away. We got back to town and discovered the pack (with phone, wallet and some odds and ends) was not in the car. We drove up and down the road looking but didn't find it. We got home and found a piece of paper with a note from Tony, "I found something of yours, call me." He called and Tony came and dropped off the bag, everything still inside. A happy ending:) Also, Tony answered the phone while he had it and made sure to pass on the message:)  I don't know how this fits the theme of bar but if anyone has an idea....