Need a Phone

"Oh, well, in that case go right in!" he says.  "I hope everything is okay for you."

You enter Skull Fracture, a rough-looking bar full of rough-looking people.  There is a gigantic red-haired lumberjack arm wrestling with a machine, two tough-looking bikers sitting at the bar,  a guy that looks like a lifeguard eating a plate, and a small, balding, meek man in a corner.

Talk to the lumberjack.

Talk to the bikers.

Talk to the lifeguard.

Talk to the small man.

Ask the bartender for a phone.