A man walks into the bar. He looked just like your average mercenary thug, probably around his early thirty. The man looks around the bar rather surprised, after spending soo much time at much calmer and luxurious bars owned by the companys he has worked with, he forgot how livelly a club like this could get.
He heads to the bar counter and turns to the bartender and says"I'll have a glass of whiskey and a cigar".
The man drinks the whiskey and asks for a refill. Then he lights up his cigar and takes another good look around the bar.