"Man in the corner is trying to work up the nerve to propose to his longtime girlfriend with the brown hair, and is failing. Doubt he'll manage it tonight. Brunette with short hair is trying to win a bet of some nature, likely sexual, with her boyfriend with the strange markings. Also, the bartender has yet to fail to flirt with anyone who comes up to get a drink resulting in seven numbers and three propositions."
Sherlock shrugged. "Still no closer to the ring." He was obviously highly annoyed by that.