Bruce wasn't paying any particular attention to those around him. Which quite possibly could have been a bad idea, but he didn't really mind. There were some days when he didn't want any company, or days in which his mind happened to be on other things. Today, it was the latter that was true. It wasn't that he was being anti-social, but sometimes his mind was going a mile a minute and there was little room for much else.
But he was pulled from his thoughts quite easily when he heard someone calling toward hm. And when he felt an arm wrap around him. He glanced toward the man who happened to be a little over-friendly. Not that he usually minded a little bit of friendliness.
There was a soft laugh from Bruce at the man and the questions he was posing. "No, there's no strip club here, unfortunately." This man was definitely new, Bruce would have noticed this man here before. That, and the man was asking about things that didn't exist in Storybrooke. Which was saying a lot, as many things existed in Storybrooke.
"...there are a few bars and a club here, though, if you're looking to get drinks. A hole in the wall called The Rabbit Hole, a pirate bar owned by Captain Hook with a bartender named Captain Jack Sparrow, and then a night club." Bruce was being friendly, he liked to think that he was a friendly sort of guy.