You were looking down at your drink when you saw the bartender push to you another glass, you looked at him confused, not remembering when you ordered that drink.

"That man at the table ordered for you." The bartender replied, pointing politely at the supposed man. As you look, you see a large, blonde figure, looking directly at you. When you looked at him, he raised his glass in greeting, a smirk forming on his lips, beside him were some men, all yakuza-looking, quite intimidating.