Don't step into this ultra-chic Warehouse District bar if you want a beer. Don't come here if you value decorum. And for chrissakes, don't drop by if your religion teaches that a martini must be made with gin. But for broad-minded imbibers who love a huge menu of martini-like concoctions, enjoy noshing on tasty and inventive tapas-style appetizers, and
dig the possibility of a spanking at the hands of tipsy bachelorettes, a stop at moody little Fusion is a blast.