To a bar in the other end of town

You decided to start your experiments where no one would know you. You searched the web for a speedy bar in the other end of town.

After almost an hour in your Honda you arrived in a rough neighborhood with a really rundown bar. You walked through the entrance and looked around. At the bar you saw a woman in her forties with a drink in front of her. By the way she talked you understood it wasn't her first drink of the afternoon. At a table you saw two younger women that looked to be 25 years old. They looked a bit out of place in the sleezy bar, well dressed and apparently not shitfaced like almost everyone else. The women where served by a young waitress in a very short skirt and a buttoned-up shirt revealing most of her upper-body-delight.