Frank doesn't hit on women. He doesn't hit on women in bars, especially. He's got a lot of reasons for this, starting with he's Frank Castle, Hell's Kitchen's least favorite son.

Still, there's something about the way the woman hunches over her long-empty glass, way too early in the day for that kind of existential misery.

So he puts a fresh glass in front of her, straddling the seat opposite. "Need me to kick anyone's ass?" It's a weak open, but, hey, he's not good at small talk.