Mako had come in not too long ago -- the bar was already packed to the point of nearly overcrowded, which made all kinds of sense really. He slipped past the people who were right in the stupid doorway and slithered his way over to the bar. He had money! He was going to spend it on booze! It was going to be excellent.
It wasn't until he got his drink and was wandering around for a place to sit that he spotted her. A part of him was oddly pleased with the fact that she clearly liked sports. The other part of him was pissed that she was within 50 feet of his personal space.