It was a weekday happy hour crowd of good regulars and regulars that had been trained to be good. An upwardly mobile westend couple came in looking really out of place. After filling their predictable order (two lite beers), I moved on to carry out my bartending duties where needed. All of a sudden I heard a really loud shriek and first thought that the guy had dropped dead or something. I turned around to see the two of them gasping, upset and pointing at the floor. So now I thought that someone else must have dropped dead. I come around the bar see a dead rat lying on the floor. ok... that's what died. I asked what happened and they tell me that the rat fell out of the ceiling and landed on the guys head while he was enjoying his lite beer. Luckily, nothing a free dinner, a bunch of free beer and a round for everyone else in the place couldn't solve. So your wondering - how did the rat fall out of the ceiling? Well the prep kitchen is right above the bar and the excess water on the floor over the years had caused water damage in the tin ceiling of the first floor creating an opening. Regularly we had put out "treats" for the rats and apparently one expired in the ceiling and after some slight decomposition, gravity had done its job and the rat fell out and onto the guys head. What a shot!! That's what he gets for drinking lite beer."