(Open RP! I'm the girl. Someone be the guy??) He walked into the tavern cautious of the people around him. They were all criminals for sure. He could tell. As he took a seat. A girl and a man sit beside me. One look I know that poor girl isn't a felon. She sits close to the man but seems terrified of him. I get a look at him and I realize he's a hunter. The hunter. This poor girl must be his prey.
Just off Fleet Street; this pub has been around for some time and it retains an 'Olde London' atmosphere. Dr Johnson's House is just around the corner and it's highly possible he would have come here (though there is no record of that). Anyway, there is plenty of Johnson memorabilia inside to help you make the connection.