It was amazing the amount of commitment people had to this story. If he wasn't careful, he was going to start believing them. Maybe he was tripping? Nope, pupils were fine last he checked. Heart rate, normal, temperature, normal. No need to chew on anything...
It was Tarveks last comment that interrupted Stuart's train of thought and made him laugh loudly. "They might have the odd thief, and a dozen liars and crooks but that's not what I meant" he smiled, shaking his head. He took another drag on the cigarette. "This here is a straight pub. It's boring, it's normal, there's no music, no laughter, nothing..." he paused and smirked at the bartender. Sam just shook his head.
"I meant, places were gay men enjoy themselves. Party. Meet other gay men. Find themselves a night of good, physical fun. A good hard fuck with a stranger. The real night life, the club scene" he smirked. Not that he had been involved in that for a little while... he had been on the road with Vince, seeing the world. That's where the real fun was, but seeing as he had been forcibly separated from Vince, he was looking for a bit of old fashioned fun.