"Is this your neck of the woods? Then I imagine my being a cop would bring me here, after all it is your neck of the woods," He chuckled, watching her as she came closer, taking a drink from his whiskey and looking her over a moment, "And I'm not. This is the closest watering hole for a few blocks at least, and I have no desire to go hunting down another. I needed a fix."
He looked her over again then shrugged, "Still, could be worse, could have run into someone I didn't like seeing. What brings you out here? One of your usual hang outs, or you scouting for new talent?"
Making a gesture towards the bartender, he gave a glance to her, "Order what you want, I'm buying."