This still did not look like a bar. What it looked like was a series of flat doors, all slightly different, that stretched on in either direction towards forever.
“What are we looking for now?”
"We have to find the least likely door."
They pondered in silence.
"It's definitely the unicorns, right?"
"Heavens no, unicorns exist on numerous timelines in dozens of universes."
She looked again at the doors, and then they looked at each other.
There was a clear winner.