20th-Century Bar (Unspecified)

A remembered, not-present watering hole: the 20th‑Century Bar exists in longing more than in walls. It smells of cold spirits and warm wood, carries the clink of glass and the low hum of televisions—sensory anchors Sonny hunts for when a replicator martini briefly returns a vanished pleasure. The place functions as a social fulcrum in memory, a space where survivors expect companionship, distraction, and cultural continuity. Within the scene the bar’s absence aboard the Enterprise sharpens dislocation, exposing how comfort and ritual have been stripped from those newly awakened.