This isn't a pub, or a club, or a nightclub, the Bay Horse is a BAR.. The Scene: The appearance of the Bay Horse should dispel any rumors of suits or expensive perfume, and that's just one good thing about this unassuming neighborhood bar. The restroom stalls are carved with colorful language, the barstools teeter here and there and peanut shells crunch under foot. The few pool tables remain busy all night long and supply the only non-alcoholic entertainment. The usual spirits are available, pitchers of beer quaintly require a deposit. Service can be as gruff as the surroundings, repeating the closing-time mantra "You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here!" Local working stiffs take regular shifts at the Bay Horse, along with a smattering of college kids too cool to belong to a frat. This here is the real world.