Of course not. Just as the bartender is stowing the wig away in his safe, a homicidal maniac wearing green and red stockings over his jeans and a save the unicorns t- shirt and shouldering a fully automatic army grade rifle and enough amunition pouches to probably hold 2,000 rounds comes in, asses the situation, and starts shooting. A drunk directly in front of the door is killed first, and then the Bartender gets a head full of lead. When Spider Man swings in to the wondrus sound of silence,blood is practicaly an ocean on the floor. Suddenly, from a dark corner, the bullets fly once more.