Generally speaking, Anthony preferred drinking in the safety of his own home. It was quite unlucky for him, then, he had run out of anything to drink, there. Those circumstances essentially forced him to go to a pub and drink there. He used to drink in pubs more often, but that habit was fairly close to dying — only to be revived today.

Anthony stepped into the pub, making a beeline for the first open seat he saw — it was next to a man that seemed to be occupied by bantering with two other men. Anthony figured that he wouldn't be bothering anyone by sitting there, then, and just sat down there and quickly ordered himself something to drink. To an outsider, he just appeared to be a nervous- and jumpy—looking fellow. And, well, to be fair, he was actually all those things.