Choose your own adventure: A summer night in Tallinn
You agree to join the group. The Italian man tells you that he visited the best bar in the world last night and would like to return.
“It’s called Shooter’s,” he says. “You’ll love it.”
You make your way to Shooter’s with the Italians and order a drink when you get there. All of the sudden, a massive, tattooed thug begins making his way through the crowd toward you and the Italian man.
“Mama mia!,” says the Italian. “That’s the boyfriend of a girl I slept with last night! I met her here; he must be looking for me! I must’a flee!”
The Italian man drops his Peach Cosmopolitan and sprints out of the bar, with the massive thug in tow.
Just then, a large American man puts his hand on your shoulder.
“Hey there,” he says, leaning in and smiling awkwardly. “My name’s Tim, and I’m from Pennsylvania. I’m backpacking through Europe this summer! It’s awesome! Want to dance?”
What do you do?