You step into a bar, the sounds of the loud crashing of rain from outside get muffled as the door shuts behind you. Slowly, you go down the steps to reveal a man sitting there with a glass of liquor. There appears to be no bartender, and the only sound was the occasional sound of ice hitting the man's glass, and faint music coming from the radio.

With a bit of hesitation, you go and sit down, a bit further away from the man. He merely glances at you before taking a sip of his drink and setting it down once more.

Ah... How could you not notice? That man had a gun on him. Under his long coat.

You let a small huff of air come out through your nose before turning ahead...

Who would make the first move?