You’re in Mystic Grill, sitting at the bar and enjoying your drink as you sat alone then suddenly, you feel a pair of eyes on you. So you look to your right and see a man several seats down, just looking at you

but as soon as you both make eye contact he quickly shifts his gaze back down to his drink. A seductive like smirk forms on his lips before quickly taking a shot of his whisky- slamming the shot glass down on the table and lets out a sigh. He wipes his mouth with his thumb before his eyes drift back to you