[ Honestly, how Vash knew about this place is probably a comedy of hearsay, he heard from someone else he's friends with who heard from someone else. That sort of thing. It's hard to miss it, considering the stark anachronism it happens to be—so it's not hard to find.
What's interesting, to him, is that it's Dolph's place, one way or another. So, in an effort to show interest in something someone he knows support, he's wandered in through the front door without much of a plan. It's not like anything he's experienced, and he kind of sticks out like a sore thumb, either from the way he's dressed or the fact that it's clearly obvious that this kind of thing isn't his usual hangout. He finds the bar and there, at least, he knows how to order a drink. He has it in his hand and is about to take a sip from it when he finally makes eye contact with who he's looking for. ]
Dolph! [ It's a little loud, if only to make sure he's heard. Or seen. One of the two. ]
April sometime
What's interesting, to him, is that it's Dolph's place, one way or another. So, in an effort to show interest in something someone he knows support, he's wandered in through the front door without much of a plan. It's not like anything he's experienced, and he kind of sticks out like a sore thumb, either from the way he's dressed or the fact that it's clearly obvious that this kind of thing isn't his usual hangout. He finds the bar and there, at least, he knows how to order a drink. He has it in his hand and is about to take a sip from it when he finally makes eye contact with who he's looking for. ]
Dolph! [ It's a little loud, if only to make sure he's heard. Or seen. One of the two. ]