So the guy goes into the little bar on the beach. He notices the sign that says, all drinks $.10. He throws down a quarter and orders a double shot of 40 year old single malt. The bartender gives him back $.15 and says, "All drinks are a dime". The guy asks, "How the hell can you sell all drinks for a dime?" And the bartender says, "I made almost a billion dollars when my company went public. All my life I just wanted a funky little bar on a beautiful beach. So, I don't need any money, and I love making people happy."
So, the guy orders another double and then notices four guys sitting at a table in the back. They are not drinking. So he asks the bartender, "What's up with those guys?"
The bartender replies. "Oh, those are Spec Miata racers, they are waiting for happy hour."