Lost & Found is a place where people go to find their parents or grandparents, when they went out to have "one drink", but in actuality got stuck there because they had old school prices and stiff drinks.
As I first walked in, I was pretty skeptical about the place because the four of us coming in looked completely out of place. We looked like we were on a field trip compared to all the grisly old drinkers that we saw in Lost & Found. A couple cool notes about this place. They have the requisite pool table, and darts. Drinks are buy 4 get 1 free on weekends (Old drunks rejoice!). The crowd of people are extremely friendly (from what I saw at least). Drinks were also fairly cheap at around $4 a beer. CASH ONLY!!!
What really caught my eye was a free drink given by a bartender to one of the older patrons for his birthday. He found his bar, now find yours!
Great local dive bar. Â Been here many times and it's always a great experience (luckily, I can walk there). Â Walking in through the front door, it's like a vortex or something. Â You are transferred from a cheesy LA strip mall into an old school, '70s decorated, dark wood ensconced, old-school bar. Â It's a trip! Â Don't order anything too fancy and you'll be fine. Â Bartenders are friendly, as are the patrons. Â Great local place and a fun hangout.
Review Source:I love dive bars because I am a cheap, poor college student and I love to drink. This place was perfection for me. Dingy and hoodrat, just the way I like it. The first time I came here was while bar hopping with two of my girls. Everyone was white and looked 100 years old. We were definitely out of place but whatever. No judgement. There was also a guy who looked exactly like Albert Einstein. Cool! The two bartenders working that night were really friendly and gave us drink suggestions while asking us 21 questions about our lives. I don't mind a good conversation every once in a while. It quickly became my new favorite bar. Â
The second visit started off well. We spotted Albert Einstein right when we walked in. He must live there. We ordered drinks and decided to go to the restroom. We waited for a good 10 min. I thought the girl in there was dying so I knocked and asked if she was okay. A fat guy opened the door. Me and my friend were like wtf...? He starts telling us his life story. Marriage/family issues and so on. We felt bad so we listened to him ramble on. He then whipped out his bills and coke and offered us some. We declined as he quickly jumped on the self pity train claiming he was pathetic and useless. It was one of the creepiest experiences ever. Watching a fat English man snorting coke in the girls' bathroom really made me reevaluate my life choices. How did I end up here? What am I doing with my life? I really wanted to run but I was scared. We stood there paralyzed in fear until he asked for a "kiss" in his stupid accent. "All I want is a kiss!" All I want is to punch you in the face so I can pee. I guess someone saw him in there cuz security came in and told him he had to gtfo. Me and my friend took that as our opportunity to roll bounce. We ran out of that bar as fast as we could. I guess it's not the bar's fault this weirdo was there but I feel like it only happened cuz it's divey and shady shit happens at places like this. So yeah, minus one star for that horrid experience.
I haven't been back since cuz I was too traumatized but I would like to... Someday. As a dive bar it is great cuz the drinks are cheap, especially for the area, and the staff is nice and friendly. That's all that really matters.
One day after picking up my prescription I decided to go in here with my friend As this bar is right next to the apothecary pharmacy.
It's dark in here and definitely has its own local patrons. But everybody seems to like to meet someone new and they were very friendly and chatty.
It was a fun, interesting experience for the middle of the day and definitely an interesting one.
The drinks here are inexpensive.
Just be careful if you have a couple of drinks because that parking lot is narrow and people are coming and going all the time
Best bar I've been to in years.  They have liquor, beer, and mixers if you don't want to do shots.  The separate bathrooms for men and women was a bit strange, but I was able to overlook that with their great juke box selection.  I danced with a lovely woman named Chloe.  I love to come here in the mornings for a nice drinks  and to watch some Fresh Prince of Bel Air (I don't have cable).  Nail salon next door is a great bonus too.  Made a couple bad decisions there, but that's what you get for putting a nail salon right next to a great bar.
Review Source:I absolutely love this place! Â It's as true of a Dive as Dive's get. Â
Drinks are incredibly cheap and the people are honest and real. Â Has to be one of the most genuine places on the Westside.
I have been here several times and definitely plan to keep on coming back! Â Just can't get enough stale popcorn, cheap drinks, and tunes from their wildcard "classic" jukebox!
L&F is the shit. Â Gale is the coolest.
Well drinks are four dollars... and super strong. Â I moved into a house a half mile away and my roommates and I go here every week. Â
Mostly older people but they seem to tolerate the youths.
Notable things: pool table, smoking area out back, juke box, free popcorn machine, darts, booths. Â No taps or wine - liquor & bottles.
What you really care about is...
DRINK PRICES:
$5-tall boy
$5- jack and coke (heavy jack)
$7- Crown (7 sec pour!)
cheap beer. don't remember... CASH ONLY! There's a Chase bank next door.
... Worst part about Lost + Found, the sign outside! What kind of weak sauce shopping center font is that? Makes it look like a bar for <a href="/redir?url=http%3A%2F%2Fmatch.com&s=5a7ad17eb3943c81dac85ae79b9c0c050694769f0de09ef7d94e7ed56fd99c4f" target="_blank" rel="nofollow">http://match.com</a> rejects.
Best Part... EVERYTHING!
JUKEBOX DJ! Went there and heard nothing but metallica for 2 hours, then my friend put on a deadmau5 track and trolled that place hard! Thought everyone would hate it, but ppl started dancing!
Pool and Darts! Ok, so the darts are plastic, so -.25 stars, but the pool players here are so dope!
Crowd- mix of super old dudes trying to get chocolate chip wasted and a bunch of yelpers. The mix is awesome and hilarious. The night I went had a fireman's softball team here with their gf/wives. Great local bar. A real "cheers" vibe. Finally found a bar cheaper than moms w/o the rowdy college crowd. Wow did  I just say that?
I LOVE LOST & FOUND
Yes it's a bit grimy (esp. the bathrooms), but the people/bartenders are awesome folks with great stories and CHEAP STRONG drinks. Plus it's walking distance from my place so that's an automatic win.
My new friend Gail makes a mean bloody mary and all of the friends I've taken there agree. As of this post she's there Tues, Thurs, and Friday nights. Tell her I sent you.
Lost & Found - you are a dirty little neighborhood dive bar. Â And I mean that with the upmost affection. Â You are not fancy. Â You are not bougie. Â You are all about cheap mixed drinks, cheap beer, and cheap, but good cash-only infused times.
So if you drop in here, you might end up playing some darts. Â Or putting your name on the white board to take your turn to play billiards. Â You may even end up getting hustled in that game of pool by the owner, but he's a cool cat. Â You won't mind losing to him. Â A lot of locals and regulars find themselves here. Â Whether you are one of them or not, you'll get plenty of bang for your buck.
The stock market closed at 10am today b/c it's the day after Thxgiving. Â It also closed on the lows of the day, thus you're feeling kindof low and want a drink. Â It's pre-noon, where do you go? Â Answer: mother fuckin' Lost & Found, that's where.
Oh yes, this neighborhood establishment opens at 6am DAILY, 365 days a year. Â In fact, they're only closed from 2am-6am, now that's freaking badass, and as you can imagine- just my kind of joint.
I stroll in here with my colleague at 10:30am, and sure enough, it feels like 10pm. Â There's a few colorful locals sitting at the bar, there's free pumpkin and apple pie, the owner is telling us stories about how he came in 20 min late today and there was already a line of people waiting at 6:20am. Â Ya Mar vista, you rock on with yo' bad self, this makes me proud to call you my hometown.
Anyhow, I love sheedy dive bars so I'm a huge fan of this place, not to mention it's a short bike ride from my house. Â The owner is rad and the drinks are strong as shit, so watch out. Â I had a vodka tonic on an empty stomach but it was really just a vodka on ice, walked outta there hammered. Â At high noon. Â Per Tom (the owner's) recommendation, we hit up El Abajeno about ten minutes away on the corner of Culver Blvd and Inglewood. Â GOOD SHIT. Â And please note that Lost & Found in the morning followed by El Abajeno is a winning combo.
A short 4-hour afternoon nap later and I'm ready for my real Friday night. Â Booya.
First, let's get one thing straight. I don't do dive bars. They are not my scene, but, for whatever reason, I really like this place.
I love that it's a quiet, low-key place to get a cheap drink at the bar. I like coming here alone, sitting at the bar, having a drink, and just relaxing. No one really bothers me except for the occasional guy that tries to pick up on me.
Besides getting your cheap drink on, you can indulge in a game of pool, play tunes from the jukebox. I almost LOL'ed the first time I heard Shaggy played off of it. They also have a cigarette machine. I haven't seen one of those in a long time. Maybe because they are illegal? Anywho... There is really nothing fancy about this place.
Service is always nice here. I can't call myself a regular but whenever I do come in, I feel like a regular.
As everyone noted, this place is cash only but you will need less than $10 to get buzzed off their stiff drinks.
Yup. I'm gonna be that guy that had an experience SO awful he decided to immediately sign up to Yelp and raise hell about it.
I'm 22. I'm with a friend who's 21 and another who's 23. Friend #2 (Haha, number two.) has just moved into a pretty sweet place in Santa Monica. (There will be awesome parties one day.) We go for a walk and see a bar a block away from us! Oooh! A bonafide dive! How exciting!
We walk in the door, pull out our IDs, and the Bartender, a beat up looking woman in her late 40s/early 50s checks 'em out. Friend #1 is from Ohio. Friend #2 is Michigan. No problem with my California ID and no problem with Michigan. But she points to Friend #2, who looks older than both of us (I look like I'm 12, but trust me ladies, I'm legal.) and points an accusatory finger and screeches, in her gross voice.
"YOU HAVE A FAKE ID."
Friend #1 is shocked
"Uh, no I don't."
"Uh, no he doesn't."
She growls "And you have an attitude too! Awful attitude." She points to a random guy at the bar. "You ever see an Ohio ID?" A guy takes a look. "Don't know if it's real or not." he says. Now random patrons are beginning to stare at us.
Friend #1 is getting agitated, rightfully so, for he's being publicly humiliated and shamed by this wench for no reason.
"I'm not under 21. It's an Ohio license. I don't know what you're talking about."
"I'm not gonna risk my job on that, kid. That ID is a fake."
"It's not a fake."
"And EVEN IF IT WASN'T, YOUR ATTITUDE IS AWFUL!"
She points to Friend #2 and says "He's gonna get his ass kicked if he keeps this up."
I, the diplomat, step in: "Ma'am, his ID is correct. He is a friend from Ohio who's been here for a year. If you'd rather not have us--"
"WAS I TALKING TO YOU?" The witch bellowed. Now people are glaring at us. Friend #1's humiliated.
"I SHOULD CALL THE COPS, BUT I'LL LET YOU HAVE THAT PHONY ID BACK. NEVER COME BACK HERE AGAIN!"
And he's had enough her shit and just says "Fuck you, bitch." Â and we leave.
We then went to another bar, where we were ID'd by a friendly Irish man in the most polite way imaginable, who then spent an hour chatting with us about life running a pub. In the end, a  good night was had. And I totally almost made out with a drunk girl but then I realized I was the designated sober driver and that would be unethical.
Avoid LOST & FOUND like you would a transsexual prostitute at a needle exchange.
*** Trite but true ... I got lost and found here. ***
Bar: Â No top shelf liquor, craft beers, or fine wines.
Bartender: Â Leaves singles and quarters for change.
Jukebox: Â No CDs later than 1989 except Shaggy! (lol)
Pool Table: Â Neighborhood wannabe hustlers up in here.
Smoking: Â Outside adjacent (a hallway to the bathrooms).
I lost my bougie, but found my memory of a pool game here.
It was lots of fun seeing several old and new people last nite.
Thanks Amber and Nate for luring me out here ... good times.
*** Don't blink or you just might miss this joint in its strip mall. ***
Lost and Found...where you must "beware pickpockets and loose women"!
Where the drinks are as stiff as they are cheap (no top shelf so don't be a snob and make sure you bring yo' cash money baby)
Where you can enjoy free stale popcorn and purchase cigarettes from a vending machine and if you're cool enough you might even get your name up on the monthly birthday board.
Where regulars will quickly warm up to you and buy you a couple rounds (it's so cheap it's not that big of a deal!) and tell you some crazy ass stories about their lives.
Where the sign promises "cocktails and dancing" but the closest you'll get to dancing is when the bartender gives you a couple bucks to pick some tunes on the jukebox and "you can dance if you want to".
Where the local drunk will serenade you to that song made famous by Top Gun and ask you to be his "flight master" (true story!).
Where you feel equally comfortable drowning your sorrows over a botched interview and celebrating your intellectual redemption when you actually land that job.
Came here on a Tuesday night and liked that it was a chill bar with an older gentleman as a bartender.
(Keeping old America working rather than retirement homes)
The drinks are true to other reviews, they are CHEAP!
Not so fancy for a dress code, came in uggs wanting to take them off bc of my well made black and coke..
Other than that there's parking and street parking, well lit area and older crowd..not that you'll feel awkward or anything, but chill just to drink and relax.
Happy bar hopping :-)
Why would I give 5 stars to a bar that proudly serves stale popcorn, has a jukebox stuffed with David Allan Coe and Merle Haggard, and that only carries the most bare essentials of booze?
Cuz thats what I LOVE in my dive bars! I don't come here for craft foo-foo cocktails or hip indie music or the pretty people...I come here to be transported to rural Ohio, fake wood walls and all. I'm sure some of the regulars have been imported directly from the Midwest as well.
My idea of a good night is to bring a friend or three, dominate the jukebox, (which no one minds cuz everyone loves Seger in here, and so do I), and get buzzed for under $20. I have struck up conversations with the barflies here most of the times that I've been, and it's always been entertaining and frankly, quite pleasant.
So if you wanna drop the pretension and listen to some good country while salting your popcorn with cheddar powder and sipping on a dirt-cheap beverage, this is your place.
See you there.
Gotta say, LOVE the strong, cheap drinks here. But also gotta say, not really into the redneck vibe here at all. And I want to be clear: I really like real dive bars, of which this is one. But please, easy on the red state. If not for that, I'd be here more often. As others have noted, the crowd is of the older alki variety, and the combination of the two doesn't exactly make for great fun. You come hear for one reason: to drink, cheaply. And since my alcohol needs aren't usually so dire, I'm not here much.
Also, my impression was further marred by the fact that this one time, the bartender gave me the wrong drink and got REALLY surly when I sent it back, insisting that I had ordered it. No, I'm not drunk yet, sir. I know what I ordered and you did it wrong. I don't care how divey your bar is, don't pull that bullshit if you want a tip, plain and simple. You don't have to pamper me, but you don't have to be an asshole, either.
That said, LOVE the cheap drinks!
I'm afraid to talk about this place because I want to keep it to myself.
Whenever I'm back in LA I come here to meet up with old friends and family. It's so old school I can't help but love it. Yes, I've heard the odor in the men's room will kill you but I don't have to worry about that.
Cheap drinks, easy location, low-key patrons (if you're low key - in other words, don't be a douche here), friendly staff (who will kindly get rid of the intrusive drunk bothering you), maybe some pros, and I'll just ignore that blood spray in the ladies room.
Good times.
So, I'm in LA this weekend for a stodgy wedding. Â I'm very grateful that Lost and Found Cocktails and Dancing happened first. Â As a Philadelphia resident, I was a little skeptical of getting to go somewhere off the beaten path. Â (No offense hosts!You're clearly awesome). Â
Then I found Lost and Found. Â Let me break it down:
1. Â self service popcorn
2. nude photo hunt
3. regulars with their own pool cues
4. in their own bags
5. $4 jack and diets
6. in a strip mall
7. a juke box
8. rolly chairs...... with armrests!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
9. puppy posters
10. MOVIE TRIVIA COCKTAIL NAPKINS!
My theory is that they spend all of their money on the cocktail napkins. Â This makes me happy.
I wish we could open a satellite in Philly. Â Thank you.
Another place with the 3 tooth minimum dress code.
Most of the regulars qualify for medicare,
and they need it.
Whatever alcoholics anonymous is, this is the antithesis.
Some of the regulars that you see there at midnight have been there since 8am. That might sound cool, but it's actually pretty sad when you're old enough to remember voting for Eisenhower. If this is you, your life is F"D UP.
What they call pretentious there is a GED and all your real teeth.
I like my dirty dive bars, but damn this place just depresses me. Depresses me into a vicious circle of drinking... oh, I get it now.
+1 star: Drinks are cheap.
My favorite local bar! Â It's cheap, it's got the best free stale-burnt popcorn, and free music. Â Where else can you buy 4 or 5 drinks for under $20? And this place is on the westside! Â
When I say free music, what I really mean to say is never pay for the juke box there. Â I can't count the times I've paid for music there and have never heard the songs I picked. Â There's always a ga-zillion people who already paid and left; so just enjoy what's on. Â
There's a little pool table and some kind of adult video game. Â If you're a smoker, you'll definitely enjoy this place. Â There's a little area in the back where one can enjoy an American Spirit feeling like you're smoking indoors.
My friend who took me to this bar was apologizing to me later, because the place was not what she thought it would be. Â She was expecting something fancy, I guess. Â
I actually enjoyed its non-fanciness, and  I had a pleasure of getting a free beer when a birthday gentlemen bought everyone a drink.
People there were friendly (super drunk at the same time...oh well...), and the music from the jukebox were nice.
The perfect place for those of us who hate paying a cover charge for the privilege of going into a bar and paying more money for the privilege of getting drunk. At the Lost & Found, it's all about the low-grade alcohol, the jukebox, and the pool table. No pretentious L.A. douche types allowed. Find an empty table or take a seat at the curved bar, order a drink (bring cash - your fancy credit card don't fly here, chump), and strike up a conversation with the barman. He doesn't bite.
Of course there are downsides. The regulars here are serious alcoholics who will talk your ear off about nothing at all. It can get crowded on weekends. It's in a strip mall, so you won't score any date-night points. If you're not into smokers, stay far far away. But ultimately the relaxed atmosphere and low prices are totally worth any objections your bitchy girlfriend might have.
As a plus, if you're there late enough on a certain day, the baristas from Starbucks will come over to the bar and drop off leftover foodstuffs that the friendly barman will then hand out to patrons for free. Solid! Otherwise there's always popcorn to soak up the cheap-o wine you've been guzzling like it's judgment day.
I kind of want to give this place 2 stars, but don't want to seem like a pretentious weenie. I can definitely see some upside here; especially if you are a down on your luck drifter or insurance salesman who likes to get drunk in the dark.
This is one of the diviest of dive bars I've ever seen. I like dive bars, but the patrons here make the experience shade toward the depressing end of the spectrum. Alcoholics rejoice! This place is for you. Life-failers pack the bar, and you will have (somewhat) interesting conversations with total strangers who are drunk as shit by 8 at night. Not because you want to, but because it is really hard to stop an old drunk guy from mitigating his inner loneliness by bombarding you with incoherent ramblings.
My friends and I stopped in just for a quick drink (our resident alcoholic friend used to be a regular at this place, not surprisingly) and the drinks were indeed cheap. Then an old drunk man asked us if we were the Jonas Brothers. We laughed, so as not to hurt feelings. Then he tripped over a trash can that looked like RD-D2. We tried not to laugh, so as not to hurt feelings. Â
This place caters to a certain kind of clientele, and it is pitch perfect for them. They are called alcoholics. If you do feel the need to get smashed in a dark smoky place where nobody will remember your name tomorrow, keep this place bookmarked - it's straight out of The Iceman Cometh. And on the plus side, your cool Hollywood friends will probably never, ever step foot in here. So don't sweat it.
Well blow me down; 24 other people have been here. Â
Since this place is within walking distance from my crib and my bff always wants to have a drink, I suggested this place. Â I had never been, neither had she. Â We walked in and were immediately seated at the bar. Â There were approximately 6 other middle agers and boy did we have a good time.
It was warm, fuzzy and fun. Â It's the kind of place you can go to unescorted just to have a quick one. Â I think this will replace the Joker bar as our new hang.
sherri got hit on too
sherri went home happy :)
This is definitely a dive. Â The drinks are cheep the crowd has a lot of regulars and a lot of irregulars if you know what I mean. Â haha, honestly there are some interesting people that gather there.
The lost and found doesn't look like a dive from the outside. Â In fact it doens't look like a bar at all. Â It is in a small parking lot next door to a Blockbuster video. Â The shopping center looks very homogenized and bland but wait until you get inside the Lost and Found! Â It's a real dive bar! Â Dark, jukebox, pool table and darts and fairly small. Â
Tips:
-Bring Cash! Â It's a cash only place and you don't want to get stuck with atm fees
- Don't be a drink snob. Â This place doesn't have premium liquors (example: Â I think their top shelf vodka is Smirnoff)
- I'd avoid a large party of people. Â The place is kind of small and narrow until you get to the back...but that is where the pool table is.
Walking into this place was like walking out of L.A.
If i didn't know any better I would have thought i was high.
The crowd is very mixed, there are some college kids and some grandparents as well.
what I really love about this place is that the drinks are really cheap and they have free popcorn.
it's kinda small, but I have never had a problem finding a seat.
i can't wait to go back to this place and trip out.
3.5 stars but deserves the extra half.
I don't anticipate this bar being a place I come to often even though I now live in walking distance. Â It's in a shopping complex which just seems odd for a place of this caliber. Â It really seems like a dive that should be located in the valley for some reason.
Definitely an older clientele. Â I came here the other day with a couple friends as we waited for our pizza to be made next door (tony maroni's. Â that's a whole other story). Â There were maybe five women in the bar if, you count the bartender, out of a total of maybe 25 patrons. Â While I don't encourage places to keep guys out if there are too many, that ratio just isn't what I'm looking for. Â Granted, it was a little early (10pm on a Friday night) so it's not entirely a lost cause. Â The people here also have a higher average age than I'm used to.
That being said, beers were cheap (although nothing on tap and it's cash only), there is a pool table and a cool cowboy saloon-esque doorway. Â This seems more like the place to start out a night with an early, quick drink, rather than finish it.
Hey Yelp Boozers,
This IS a REAL Dive Bar. A lot of the dive bars that are reviewed in the Los Angeles area are what I call, "Hollywood Divey".
You ordered something pink and got it without a sneer? Guess what! Not a dive bar.
You ordered something from a blender and the whole bar didn't laugh at you? Not a dive.
You entered the room and the whole room didn't turn around to glare at the stranger that "ain't from around these parts" Also not a dive.
There is a bouncer who is well dressed, a bartender with ink work on his arms that looks like it cost your entire pay check, a friggin DJ? still not a dive.
Most real dives have old folks in them. Most real dives have people who waste their lives away with the booze. Most real dives have patrons that will be still be sitting at the same spot at the bar when you come back after a year away.
This is the type of bar that has 13 bar backs because all of them are working for free booze. The booze is cheap and so are the patrons.
The owner, Andy, used to sell a VO Manhattan as the cheapest drink on the menu because that was his favorite drink. (I have since heard that Andy isn't working here anymore. Very sorry to hear that, old chum). A 3 dollar and FIFTY CENT Manhattan! Good luck getting that elsewhere.
One of my friends made mix cds that made their way on to the jukebox. They include some of the most offensive country music ever heard.
Add in some stale popcorn, a wobbly pool table and some unwanted crotch-grabs and you got the lost and found.
If that ain't for you, go elsewhere.
Ugh. No. Granted, it was crowded on a Tuesday night, so I guess it takes a certain kind of person to enjoy this place? I like dives, but this, just no. Drinks were cheap but the bartender was unfriendly, impatient and was yelling at us. It was super awkward and we felt unwelcome by the lame-ass people populating the bar -- from the 42yo man wearing a suit 3 sizes too big for him, to the huge 60yo woman who really shouldn't be hitting on the 42yo dude, to the 27yo chick wearing lavender granny panties sticking 6in out of her jeans as she sat on the barstool.
Yeah.............................................
If it were the late 70's this bar would be tits.
its just great.
Shoot pool on a crooked table, break your arm, this place is so bad its good. I dont know if sunlight has made it in there in the last 20 years, but it is so ELO in there that I get a nosebleed every time I walk in the door.
Drink al night for about 30 bones.
It is a gem in a parking lot.
No no no no no. Ive been here twice and its not very fun. Â I would come here all the time if they would just turn the lights up a little bit! Â It makes you feel awkward because its so dark and everyone feels like they are glaring at you. Â
I am a dive bar lover, but this is too much.
I live in the neighborhood and have to say that this is the ultimate neighborhood bar in a city where neighborhood bars are not so common. It is located in a prime location (next to a good pizza place) and has a fun energy to it.
For the goal-oriented in you, become a regular and get your name on the old school felt pad with plastic letters. Low end, hangover inducing alcohol limits your choices but you don't go to a bar like this for top of the line stuff.
Cash only.
Ages ago, I drove by this place so much, saw that padded swinging door along with the name "Lost and Found" and I just knew I had to try this place.
Cheap-0 drinks and just like Lisa said, don't expect anything froofy. When my group went, it was all old people and smoke (back when some bars were still getting around the anti-smoke laws) and some drunk white haired gross dude in a grey business suit, with his gut hanging over his belt  trying his damndest to pick me up. As if!
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