Hercules, being Hercules, and... In a bar... With his favorite three men, John Laurens, Alexander Hamilton, and Marquis de Lafayette. You get the gist of it. He was making some sexual reference about corsets and daughters.

You, looking for a quiet place to read, like an idiot, you decided a bar would be a nice choice. But you couldn't help but smile as you watched the men bang against tables and make jokes.

and then he looked at you... and smiled...