She tucked the nozzle into the wound hose. "I work in a coffee and pastry shop, but I wouldn't wish that wake-up call on my worst enemy." She wiped wet hands on her jeans. "My band plays at this place off the strip. They might be looking for a bartender or something. You could talk to the manager."
Could the other brunette see over a bar? A pair of clogs might be in order.
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on 2013-10-11 11:50 pm (UTC)Could the other brunette see over a bar? A pair of clogs might be in order.
"What do you do now?"