Stabler found the bar with little difficulty, bundled up in a long, warm jacket with a scarf around his neck. Stepping inside he made sure to stamp his feet on the welcome mat so he wouldn't go slipping and sliding around on the tiled floors. Carefully he moved into the bar, glancing around through the slightly hazy atmosphere caused by smoke wafting in from the smoker's lounge.
Spotting who he believed to be Sully (or hell, maybe by some freak coincidence it was Toby), he wandered over and nodded a little. "I don't think I caught your name." He pointed out.