This guy accepted a job transfer in another city, and that was all right, but after a couple weeks he started getting restless. He wasn't really meeting anyone at work and didn't know the town, but he was tired of being cooped up in his new apartment, so he decided to go out and explore the scene.

He was relatively shy and kept to himself on his little bar-hopping spree, finally settling down in a pretty boisterous sports bar with a good atmosphere. Still, he was sitting alone and nursing a beer for most of the evening, thinking about leaving and just going home to sleep when this other guy walked up to him.

He said, "Hey, I don't think I've seen you around here before, you new?"

The new guy said, "Yeah, just got into town a couple weeks ago, trying to get out and meet people.

"You look like a good sort," said the 2nd guy. "Say, I'm having a party after hours tonight, you wanna come along?"

The new guy perked up at this fortunate surprise. "That would be great!" he replied.

"Now, I gotta warn ya, there's going to be a lot of drinking, are you okay with that?"

"Hey, I'm at a bar. I'm okay with drinking."

"And there's probably going to be some fighting... is that okay?"

The new guy thought about it: "Yeah, I can hold my own in a fisticuffs, I'm down with that."

"And there's definitely going to be some fucking. How's that sound to ya?"

"Wow! Hey, that's great! How many people are going to be there?"

"Hm? Oh, just you and me."