Triple P's companion had already drunk most of it before we took our picture!
The bar itself overlooked the pool and was rather too high ceilinged to be intimate. It also blended in to a shop and a lobby so it was a bit like sitting in a corridor and the nasty plastic tables made it feel like a sixties company canteen. Cosy it wasn't.
When Triple P's Martini came it was in a chilled (but not cold) glass with no less than four olives. Given it was a rather small glass to start with putting in four olives definitely made a small drink appear much bigger than it actually was. It was made with Stolichnaya but tasted rather weak to Triple P. Not brilliant so we can only give it 5/10