The original stop by the bar had only been to get a drink and go, but Soap spotted you before you could make an escape.

He waved you over, flashing a smile at you. “Don’t leave so soon! Stay a while.” He urged once you walked over, nodding his head. He had a glass of Scotch sitting on the counter, and it didn’t look like his first. “I shouldn’t..” you started to say, “I’ll make it worth your while.” Soap offered, a proud look in his eyes. “I’ll even put down a bet.”

Interested?