And now we can never go to Marvin again:
Those taking an evening off from the darts-and-Dockers bar scenes in Georgetown or Adams Morgan say it feels more than a few Metro stops away from their usual haunts.
Outside, a sweeping roof deck framed by lanterns and gathered curtains was so packed that Tino Fletcher barely had enough room to spin around to show off his leather blazer and alligator boots.
“This place is cool enough for someone as cool as me,” said Mr. Fletcher, 37.
Yeah. We tried to go up on the roof deck to enjoy the warm night on Thursday (11pm on a Thursday! Don't these people have jobs?) and couldn't even get past the doorway to the deck because of the crowd. I guess a lot of people just really like those moules frites.