"Downstairs. There were some interesting guys down here."

The bouncer nods and gives you a swat on the ass as you pass by him to head further into the bar.

You glance around, checking. Sure enough, Don the bear is still at the table, and the daddy bear is watching you - looks like he's been watching you since you came back into the bar. You also can't help but notice the muscular bartender, whose arms are really a thing of beauty. He seems like he's maybe Portuguese or Italian, and you've just learned you have a major thing for Italians.