He did just that, ending up at Goodfriends where he was able to grab a newly vacated seat at the end of the bar and order a beer. Even though it was only late afternoon the place was crowded, the majority of the people being gay men. Some were paired off, while others were fairly obviously looking to make a connection. There were also the unmistakable tourists who might have wondered what they’d wandered in on. At least Ellis thought that was the case from the looks on some of their faces. This is New Orleans, and Bourbon Street, not Main Street in small town Nebraska. What did you expect?