tony walked into a bar ( and he was always walking into a bar ) and took a seat and started talking to the bartender or the person on the seat beside him , and half an hour later , most of the unmarried women in the bar ( and a few of the married ones ) were huddled on the seats around tony , buying him drinks , listening to the slow , light cadence of his voice and deciding that all this boy needed to fix him up was nurture , love , and maybe some night classes .