Ronnie had the night off, and by god he was going to spend it at a bar. He hadn't been to a bar sociably in ages.... So he dressed up in his nice clothes, made sure his hair looked good, and headed out.
Entering the Cult he sighed, rubbing the back of his head, then grinned and went to the bar and sat, ordering a beer and then looking over. Pretty girl!
"Hi," he smiled, looking at her... outfit. "You certainly look themed. In a good way."