The bartender told Neo that death seems to be common occurrence in the city, with someone dying every two days. He then thought to himself that such thing isn't worrisome at all, since he knew that around a few hundred thousand people in this planet die everyday from various reasons. It seemed to him, however, that those deaths occurring in this city seem to have something strange to them, going by the fact that she had to tell such factoid to him. The blonde immediately drank all of his glass right after she poured more whiskey into it.<br/><br/>She then smiled at him as she was called by another man a few seats away from him, asking for another drink. It was only then that he knew her name, when she was called Arya by this bar patron. She was asked by this patron if she can go with him, since she was about to leave in just a few moments. She flat out refused, saying that she can't do such. Neo was observing the whole scene with all disguised interest, and noticed her distaste with the bar patron. He then said to himself that either Arya doesn't want to go with anyone at all, or she chooses whom she wants to go out with. And the blonde was eager to find out, further intensifying his want for her.<br/><br/>When Arya came back to him, his chilled glass was empty again and she was pouring more whiskey into it. She then asked Neo if he found anything interesting in the metropolitan city of Hanson and he replied, "Well, I just came 'ere today, ya' kno'? I ain't gonna find anything interestin' in this city yet just by landin' 'ere. I dun even know dis city existed. Hanson ain't no French name and this goddamn state is full of fuckin' Cajuns, so it just blew my ass to know it was 'ere. But yeah, if there's anyt'in' dat looks fucking innerdastin' in dis city..."<br/><br/>He then hooked his finger on Arya's choker, slowly pulled her towards him and whispered on her ear "...It's you. Damn straight, baby."