If you happen to be holding a hollowed-out coconut shell garnished with a tiny paper umbrella and filled with a rum punch, congratulations. You win.

You’re officially the master of Wednesday afternoon.

For everyone else: Wednesday night is still very much up for grabs.

So be aware: Three Dots and a Dash—probably the most important tiki den ever to open underneath a River North country-western bar—debuts tonight.

You’ll begin this little adventure in the alley that runs behind Bub City from Hubbard. Look for a blue light in a doorway and listen to the tender strains of surf rock luring you downstairs.

Naturally, you’ll find all the usual Polynesian bar exotica down here: giant tiki idols (salvaged from Trader Vic’s), a bamboo-and-white-onyx bar and skull-shaped punch bowls billowing dry ice.

And yes, that bearded man in the Hawaiian shirt is indeed Paul McGee, the mixologist who first introduced you to the joys of a zombie cocktail at the Whistler. Here, he’s got 150 rums at the ready for his various flaming punches, and a banana carved into the shape of a dolphin for your banana daiquiri.

Or maybe he’s just happy to see you.