Barrier Gate Station West Wing Pub, The Lone Drunkard

[Charcoal]

"Me? I'm a Pittsburgh girl, born and raised there."

"Ouch, poor girl" Bryan had visited planet Pittsburgh a number of times. Mining colony after mining colony after refinery after refinery. Not the sort of place he could imagine living perminently. Still, even in the prosperity of the Manhattan middle class, Bryan's upbringing was as devoid of love and attention as Pitts was of trees.
His eyes were drawn now to her hands. Her fingers danced across the necklace she was wearing, drawing his eyes further down to her...
"Focus Bryan Goddamnit!" Bryan's eyes swiftly retreated from his compromising stare and returned to her face.

" So, no rules huh? You like to live the exciting life?"

"A Pittsburgh woman hey?" Bryan replied, with a smile that would look more in place at a customer service desk, "Well it's nice to meet you, Stephany from Pittsburgh" Talking cheezy did have its purpose, it gave the impression that Bryan was well on his way to getting three-sheeted.
"And I woulddn't call my line of work exciting, believe me. This place offers a freedom like no other. No rules, no cops, no customs"