It's not that complicated really.
2 Guys walk in, my assistant manager sitting at the bar facing me, I have my beer in hand. We turn to the door, then turns to me says in a "ahh really" tone, "You gotta be kidding me". One of the guys answers "Ouai" and then flashes his gun. She basically tells him, look, we barely have anything here - seriously (Nowadays clients use Credit Cards 90% of the time). Basically we get rounded up, brought into the basement. One of them was super calm, chill actually. The other seemed coked out. The one with the gun chilled with us, made us empty our pockets, and give them our phones. Told us they weren't here for our stuff, they were here for the cash. (Clearly these guys were amateurs, they looked like they shopped at Village des Valeurs, "des buveurs de quilles" style quebecers). One busted open the safe with a few tools, nothing special? (Screwdriver???). They ended up actually leaving us our phones, I really didn't understand. But the one that seemed coked out wasn't too happy with the cash I think cause then he went through everyones stuff, they emptied all the staff bags that were left over night looking for cash. They jacked the managers car, although they said they wouldn't... lol
All in all I was under control. I didn't care, there's insurance for this shit. I just went with whatever they wanted. Although they could've easily been taken down, I just rather not test their limits with a gun.