The bar is crowded and dark, but the air is heavy with anticipation. The two men sitting in the darkest corner have been sipping whiskey and watching you with interest for what seems like hours. There's something commanding and intimidating about their aura, but at the same time, you can't help but feel drawn to them. One of them has a rugged facial scar, while the other wears a Boonie hat. They seem to await your approach, as if challenging you to make the first move.