The man stumbles upon the same tavern. He takes the time to find out it is indeed the tavern, and marks the location on a map kept by the artificial intelligence inside his suit. It's time to figure out when and where he is. He opens the door and looks around, likely an imposing sight - an 8-foot tall suit of sophisticated, blood-red power armor, holding a massive slab of gun, the occupant's face hidden by a polarized visor. He surveyed the room from within the suit, searching for anything immediately threatening to him, such as defensive countermeasures or guards/bouncers.