You immediately make an acquaintance

The man holding the door follows you in, and you feel his eyes latching onto you, checking you out. A secret smile of delight curves your features; it might be vain but you do like having your looks appreciated.

Unfortunately the bar itself seems to be run-down and plain, sports paraphenelia adorning the walls while a single television is mounted to the ceiling at the bar. A couple of pool tables, a dart board, and some tables seem to fill out the rest of the grungy place, though the dim lighting makes it hard to tell what else might be within the place.

"Hey, you want to play pool with my buddies?" the guy you entered with asks, and you look him over. On the short side, he seems to have compensated by working out until he looks as solid as a fire-hydrant - or a bear.

He motions off to the side where two guys wait by a battered old pool table.