A sports bar and grill close by.

Beth got a big grin on her face. "There's a great little sporty dive bar nearby, close enough to take the bus and walk, so we don't have to worry about driving home drunk."
Kyle nodded. "I'm down for that. Nothing fancy."
"I think you'll enjoy it. It's called Diva's." She felt like a teenage girl with a secret she was trying to keep.
They hopped on the bus and took the four minute ride up the street, then walked the rest of the way. {if KyleOutfit = 2
}Beth felt a rush as they walked in the early evening breeze. It was not as if she'd never worn a loose dress without panties before. But...for some reason, tonight it felt just a little naughty. She tried to get a hold of herself, but she couldn't stop a roguish smile from painting her face. {endif
} When they came in view of Diva's, and Kyle saw the place, he laughed. "Well, you did say 'dive'."
Diva's was a seedy, sport and music bar with a food truck parked in the rear lot for food. It was a bikini bar: the cocktail waitresses and bartenders were all skimpily clad, some in actual bikinis and others in cutoff shorts with bikini tops. The spot was popular with girls and guys in the neighborhood, and despite its grimy appearance was actually very friendly and low on drama. Big, broad shoulder bouncers made sure of that.

It was typically crowded for 7 pm on a Friday night. There was live music playing in the corner on a raised stage, and scantily clad cuties navigated the sea of bodies with pitchers of beer and plates of food from the food truck out back.
"What do you think?" she shouted after they squeezed into a place at the bar.
"It's great." Kyle was definitely pleased. She imagined it was just the thing for a guy who just got back from deployment.