If you're lucky enough to snag a stool at the bar of Pierpont's around quitting time, you'll feel a sense of prestige wash over you before you're halfway through your first $5.25 Manhattan. Listen closely and you might hear the sounds of deals being sealed, startups being launched or partnerships being formed over the clatter of knives scraping plates after $10.95 strips and filets. The restaurant's namesake — railroad magnate and early American financier John Pierpont Morgan — should provide a cue as to how you should dress. Happy-hour pricing runs from open to close, Monday through Friday. The vibe never stays too stuffy, but watch yourself. You never know what corporate pooh-bah is standing behind you.