Dane

Dane twists the key in the door, locking up the bar. He hears a small voice muttering beside him. Returning the keys to his pocket, he looks over to see you walking by with your dog on a leash. He listens to the dog as it talks to itself before he speaks up. Your dog's collar is a bit tight... The dog looks at him, wagging his tail, making a few odd noises before Dane smiles and looks at you. And he seems to think you're a bit lonely. So, how about we go on a date sometime?