Everything stopped all at once from running into the three buff and hardened men in army fatigues. The three looked at them and knew that they must have known where there was a real man's bar was.
"Excuse me, but do you know where we can get a real drink out here?"
The bigger of the three looked at Mark and smiled with a sheepish grin and then nodded.
"Yeah as a matter of fact we just came from a place called The Bears Saloon and they had some really strong drinks, but they were also attached to some weird names. None of that really bothered us, it was just that we wanted to meet new people and none of the guys there were open to conversation."
"We can understand that. Would you care to show us the way there and have a few beers with us?"
"Yeah, sure... we can do that. Hell you are military guys like us, it would be a damn shame if we couldn't have a drink with our brothers in arms. By the way I am Ron, to my left is Rick and to my right is Alex."