A crowded pub of sorts

You look around, taking in your surroundings. A busy pub. You remember what FreedomVR offers you, grinning as you grab a mug off someone's table, ignoring the look its owner gives you, something stopping him from fighting back.

"Looks like its working," you mutter to yourself, walking towards the bar. You spot quite a few pretty faces.

Sitting at a table to your left, there's a hooded female, clearly feminine, eyeing you in a way that scares you. Maybe not someone to mess with, but... hot damn. Lithe and confident, you can't deny she's fucking hot.

To your right, the bartender. While the girl to your left is nothing to scoff at, this one has a different appeal to her. Short and girly, she's in the cutest nervous panic, trying to hold two mugs in each hand and pass them to their respective buyers. Her flush cheeks and the way she bites her lip trying to think certainly don't take away from her looks at all.