The best part is, there are so many different ways you could be laughing at it. 
I will say that Destroyer feels somehow incredibly LA. It’s the kind of place I don’t feel like I see in other cities really. It would get top billing on my tour of contemporary LA culture.
I wonder if a dinner place will ever surface. Seems like jr would be completely impossible in the same location though. I hung out at Bar Nine after, rather remarkable Ethiopian estate coffees one rotation bt, and everyone was cleared out by 5 and they had to kick me out; they gave me a free croissant though. Was discussing the neighborhood with people there. Seems everyone leaves at 3:30… exactly when Destroyer closes. And by 5 it’s a kind of ghost town.
I figured these people lived nearby but apparently everyone commutes in…
Fascinating dynamic in that little enclave.