12-18-2015, 01:41 AM
Scott thanked the bartender and smiled partially. "Is it really that obvious?"
He was positive that there had to be others travelling through the bar that were not native to Canada, some more than likely being there for the first time just like he was.
"I'm just travelling through for the holidays. Grandparents decided that Ottawa was the choice for Christmas, so I'm just towing up some essentials they forgot and needed somewhere to stop before resting at a hotel." It was a lie, obviously, but he had gotten so good at telling them, especially when he needed to head into infestations and nests. "So I take it everyone here are just locals or something?"
He noticed the man's eyes. They seemed strange, but maybe the lighting played a part in the matter. Either way, as he took a sip of the beer, his eyes looked at the thin glare it reflected and he noticed there was a heavy abundance of men there. He seemed to fit in slightly, but he hoped he did not wander into a gay bar. That would certainly be a strange turn of events.
"So what kind of food do you serve here?" He set the glass back down, part of his hunter's tattoo revealing itself under his coat's sleeve.
He was positive that there had to be others travelling through the bar that were not native to Canada, some more than likely being there for the first time just like he was.
"I'm just travelling through for the holidays. Grandparents decided that Ottawa was the choice for Christmas, so I'm just towing up some essentials they forgot and needed somewhere to stop before resting at a hotel." It was a lie, obviously, but he had gotten so good at telling them, especially when he needed to head into infestations and nests. "So I take it everyone here are just locals or something?"
He noticed the man's eyes. They seemed strange, but maybe the lighting played a part in the matter. Either way, as he took a sip of the beer, his eyes looked at the thin glare it reflected and he noticed there was a heavy abundance of men there. He seemed to fit in slightly, but he hoped he did not wander into a gay bar. That would certainly be a strange turn of events.
"So what kind of food do you serve here?" He set the glass back down, part of his hunter's tattoo revealing itself under his coat's sleeve.