Wait a second, who said you were gay? You quickly bark at the bartender. He looks at you in disbelief. "I-uh" he begins to apologize.
Before this gets any more awkward, you get up and begin walking out the bar; without even paying the man.
After walking for a while you begin to notice how cold it is. You remember earlier you took off your shirt and begin rubbing your chest. You look down again to see the fur you once had, fall off in patches. You let out a groan and continue walking.
Maybe it would be best if you just go home. With that note; you begin walking back to the shore. Maybe on the way a cute girl might talk to you. The thought sends a grin to your face. Would be better than almost getting your body molested by some guy you don't even know.