The scene was a standard bar with good music, cold drinks that salved parched throats, dim lights that relaxed, televisions with different shows to occupy and eye catching women to seduce red blooded men. Speaking of men, there were a lot of them eagerly partaking in what the bar had to offer. Jeff was one of those men but there was nothing eager about his stiff body posture.
It was obvious - perhaps, to him alone, that he did not want to be there. Of course it would not be obvious to others because they did not know him, neither did they care. The other patrons of the bar came there to enjoy themselves and unwind after a long day. Jeff was there as a favor that was supposed to be for his own good.
