wandering about aimlessly, vodka in hand, looking to meet new people.
is surprised when a lovely young woman runs into him, fleeing from something as if her life depends on it.
watches as she keeps going without an apology. "That wasn't very nice," he mutters to himself as he watches her go. His interest is piqued.
nothing better to do, so he follows her, wondering if he could possibly profit from this.
playing 'follow the stranger' and sneaks along the street behind the man with the vodka bottle.