Probably you’ll get someone’s number here. Go out with them later that week. Sleep with them. Let seven years pass. Run into that person. Have no idea it’s them. Have them pull you aside to tell you that you slept together one time. Say, "that’s impossible because I’ve only had one one-night stand and it was with a toooootal weirdo". And then realize that person is, in fact, the total weirdo. The only good decision you'll make will be blaming the whole thing on those damn margaritas at Casanova.
The fact that Bullitt has Fernet and whiskey on tap will make going there seem like a good decision. Which it is. However, that's also why it's actually a really bad decision. Life is complicated. We know. Mull it over while shoveling their delicious Totchos (tater tot nachos, duh) into your mouth.