A pint is worth a thousand words. Daisy and Kyle, two patrons of a run-down pub, weave a tale of murder and misfortune. They sit at different tables yet tell the same story to their respective drinking partners having never met one another. Using the faces around them as character inspiration, Daisy and Kyle wax lyrical as last orders approach. Is there any truth in their words or are they liquored up Keyser Sözes avoiding difficult realities presented to them by their drinking partners?