Grunnen's should sell big Cuban cigars. You know, the massive ones that were rolled on the thighs of a virgin and all that.
And lighters, so that the rich folk don't have to get thier designer shoes dirty going all the way down to RED for a light.
Grunnen reaches into a box under the bar and takes out a fine Cuban cigar, he cuts the end off for you and hands it to you, "<insert quip here>".
Really. :)
