You entered a fancy bar in your hometown when clock hit 1 AM. Despite it being a bar, you thought everything in there would be quite a noise or at least funny. But when you entered, every thing seemed chilly. No loud companies of teenagers or drunk elders. Everyone was just chilling, having a small talk with strangers. You decided not to waste time anymore, so you headed right to the bartender. After buying a some drink and successfully drinking it, you was ready to pay for it, but seeking for any cash or card in your stuff, you found nothing. Before you could notice with your eyes, you heard a faint click of paying. You looked at someone's card, then hand, then glanced at this mysterious payer. It turned to be a really nice-looking man with a faint smile on their face. He met your eyes and softly said:

-"Let that drink be at my expense."

The silence was not for so long. Of course, there was some music in the background, but that thick tense was still noticeable in the air, before that guy cut this tension by a simple question.

-"You look quite... Familiar. Have we met before?"