A city bar that you can smuggle her into, she thinks this is so cool!

So Tiffany isn’t 21 yet, and although you have a few options where to take her, you pick a place down on Hope Junction that’s neither to seedy nor well controlled.

This is a place you came to yourself when you were underage, and you know the owner, a fat Irish scumbag who waters down his drinks and overcharges young girls just like Tiffany to let them drink there before their teenage brains are formed enough to be able to handle their alcohol.

It’s just a regular Irish-style pub, but it’s got a few decorations, billiards and darts. When it's dark out and the place has been cleaned, which should be the case on a Friday night, it's fairly nice.

Most importantly, there will be a good amount of people there tonight, and being able to take Tiffany out to a bar is a real good show of your older, mature sex appeal.

"Wait, I can’t believe they’re just gonna let me in!" Tiffany is thrilled and impressed when a fist bump with the bouncer is all it takes to get her into the door.

That’s because this is a “handsy “ bar: the girls here know that ‘No’ isn’t a real word, and they’re either looking to pull a paying customer tonight, or they’re just total grope sluts. The bouncers are known to mix it up, too, and 18 year old blonde Tiffany is likely getting her body accessed in return for bar access.

Honestly, this isn't the kind of place you bring a hot babe, but it's loud, crowded, and there's alcohol. You even notice that one of your old drug runners is behind the bar, and you exchange pleasantries and get your first two drinks on the house.

"Cheers!" you smash glasses with Tiffany. She's not sure what to make of the characters in this place: there's a few women of the evening who look like they're off duty or waiting for their customers, and, outside of a group of Hispanic girls celebrating a birthday, nobody is close to Tiffany's age.

"Mmmm...." Tiffany drinks quickly, nerves still, maybe.