Maybe this guy's just joking. I tried to keep my cool while thinking like that.
"Sigh~ the drinks here are great, the bartender's quite good, isn't he?" He said enjoying his second drink. "By the way, this is the second time we meet here, are you on your own or are you waiting for someone?"
"I was here with a friend, but he's gone now. I was thinking of going home too but then you guys showed up."
"Oh, then thanks for staying, mate, otherwise I would be all quiet looking like a weirdo sitting alone here." Probably with the alcohol doing its job the guy smiled at me, already with sleepy eyes, "Now that I think about it... what was your name again? Did I tell you mine? I'm John, my friend over there's Mason... Is he to your liking? Like... your type?"
"Mason?" I glanced, trying to get a good look at his face, "Gotta be honest with you. He's not much of my type, John."
