Peleus had been passing through town on his way into Pennsylvania. He'd been out for the summer, taking a short leave from coaching to spent some time on his own. He'd walked in for a drink. It was late, he didn't expectuch of anyone to be in what was basically a truck driver's pit stop. The fancy green dress and the pretty face it was attached too seemed out of place.
Peleus also wasn't very good at making Goo-Goo eyes at pretty women. He didn't fumble he just seemed a little stiff. He sat down the bar from her at a distance, trying to write her story in his head before finding out who she really was. He said the bartender to send her another drink on him. He raised his own bottle of beer with a nod of his head when she looked over. It was a start. It didn't mean he'd finish.