The usual hot-rodders and gang types which frequent the bar are interesting and colorful enough, but he's had run ins with them before. Some positive, some not so positive.

Besides, Wes doesn't want 'the usual', he wants to find something different than what he's used to.

That's when he spots her. The attractive brunette sitting alone. That in itself is odd enough to make him take notice. The kind of women who sit alone at a bar tend to not be alone for long, and are often disreputable of reputation. But she's dressed well and doesn't appear to be what others would call a 'floozy'. But even more interesting is that she's crying and leafing through some kind of book or diary.

His curiosity piqued, Wesley picks up his whiskey and moves nearer to her. He doesn't speak, just fishes out a clean hankie and holds it out for her to take.