You entered a tiny old bar, the bartender glances over at you. You walk toward a table when you hear a man whistle….

You turn around, eyebrows furrowed to see the very obvious womanizer… Hol Horse. You know him because of Dio, anyways…

Hol Horse grins, looking you up and down, he crosses his arms.

“Damnnn…. i’ve been around the world and I’ve never seen a person like you.” He flirts, trying to put on his best charming face.