You quickly head back to your barracks and change out of your uniform. You change into some jeans and a pink blouse, not wanting to over dress or get too much attention, and head out into town.
You head over to the Lynchfield Tavern to get a meal and maybe a few drinks. It is quite busy inside, but the dining area is not too overcrowded. You sit alone and have a nice enough salad. Afterward you head over to the bar. From the bar see some pool tables, a dance floor, some people playing poker and groups of friends just hanging out. You see some of the off duty guards from work but they seem to be actively ignoring you at the moment.
There are a group of guys that seem to be looking at you frequently. Looking at them, they remind you of mobsters you would see on television, but you tell yourself you shouldn't judge a book by its cover. They are quite good looking. There is also a guy at the bar who has been very nervously steeling looks at you. He seems very harmless and you would probably make his night by saying hello.
While you are thinking about what to do and looking at the nervous guy, a guy from the group appears beside you at the bar surprising you and making you jump. The man laughs at you and says "aren't you nervous?" in a thick Russian accent. Not knowing what to say you just blush.
He says, "if not too scared, you should join us. We are fun guys." He gives you a big smile.
He orders a drink and he does his best to charm you while you while he waits. But it is brief and he heads back to his group quickly.
Talk to the nervous guy at the bar.