Since Joe had arrived, he had been helped out by Bucky, given a crash course on the station and been taught a little bit about how to use the technology they had. In particular the communication devices they used. Which had been useful but Joe was still a bit in shock after everything that had happened before he had arrived on the station. He could still smell the smoke, even though he had changed his clothing since then. He had found an apartment he could live in and when he woke up, found a couple of bags of his belongings, sat on the living room couch.
After trying a shower for the first time, Joe shaved with a razor he was familiar with, and changed into some clean clothes. Smart black trousers, a white shirt, suspenders, a waistcoat and matching jacket, and last but not least, a pair of newly shined shoes and a deep blue tie. His hair had been combed neatly too.
He walked into Bad Things, and looked around for the other man. It had taken some effort to actually find the bar. The station was so big and intimidating, more so than London even. He was from a small place in Illinois and London seemed big to him. The station seemed to dwarf it, even without tall buildings.
"Mr Hemingway?" Joe asked as he approached the man at the bar. "Joe O'Hara" he smiled holding out a hand.