As the girl addressed him, Bigby stopped in his progress toward the bar and nodded to her in greeting. He knew there was no package of cigarettes there but his hand slid down into the pocket of his ill-fitting slacks anyway. Bigby sighed and took his hand back out and instead placed it on the bar top as he moved himself onto the stool next to her.

"Brand new," he confirmed, not sure what to say exactly. It was an odd sensation standing somewhere with no memory of how he'd gotten there. He glanced around the bar before looking at the woman. "I haven't even had a drink yet and I'm already lost. What is this place?"