As she began unloading the dishwasher, Sadie spoke up. Looks like the dishes needed to soak a little while longer, so Sindy took a moment to examine the glasses she had grabbed. And they did smell like degresser, which made her gag. Swiftly, she began putting all of them back where she found them in the dishwasher. "My bad, I thought they were ready. But I did smell the degreaser. I forgot how potent it is. Thanks for the head's up." She said before washing her hands.
Maybe a couple of minutes and one of them would start up the dishwasher. While Jasper agreed to do a shot with Asher, Sindy began wondering why Sadie called him 'Tar-Baby'...Was it like a pet name? She just raised her eyebrow briefly, then Asher declined on the food for the time being. Sindy gave a cordial smile. But that smile was quick to fade when an oh-so-familiar face burst into the bar. Rowan... And of course, she brought the condescending attitude...and greeting. "Hey Tubby," Rowan sad, prompting Sindy to look her dead in the eye.
Sindy definitely didn't miss Rowan at all, and only responded rather coldly. "No, Junkie, I was hoping you'd be in hell by now, but I guess even Satan didn't want you down there." She said as she eyed Rowan's hand extinguishing a cigarette on the peanut dish. "Can't say I really blame him though."
The smell was quick to hit her nostrils, so she took a deep breath facing away from wherever the scent was coming from. If she wanted to be mean, Sindy would spray Rowan with a fire extinguisher, but refrained from even grabbing it because she wasn't about to lose her temper in front of the new girl, whom she has quickly taken a liking to. And her friends seemed alright. Well, if they were her friends. And right off the get-go, Rowan was very quick to ask for three shots. The day this stupid barfly gets eight-six'd will be the second happiest day of my life... She thought as she poured the shots.
At this point, Sindy knew when she'd have to cut Rowan off. Otherwise the bar was probably going to face another fine for overserving. Too bad Rowan wasn't a lightweight. But Sindy did have to call the Police on her a few times now to get her out of the bar at closing. If she had to do that one more time, she was going to be submitting a complaint to the Florida Department of Business and Professional Regulation...becauase she's had enough. She then set all three of them down in front of Rowan, who then aggressively asked about Sadie. "Oh, she's our new bartender." She said before taking a step back to let Rowan take her shots. How has she not gotten Alcohol Poisoning yet, Sindy wonders before taking a sip from a glass of water.
Maybe a couple of minutes and one of them would start up the dishwasher. While Jasper agreed to do a shot with Asher, Sindy began wondering why Sadie called him 'Tar-Baby'...Was it like a pet name? She just raised her eyebrow briefly, then Asher declined on the food for the time being. Sindy gave a cordial smile. But that smile was quick to fade when an oh-so-familiar face burst into the bar. Rowan... And of course, she brought the condescending attitude...and greeting. "Hey Tubby," Rowan sad, prompting Sindy to look her dead in the eye.
Sindy definitely didn't miss Rowan at all, and only responded rather coldly. "No, Junkie, I was hoping you'd be in hell by now, but I guess even Satan didn't want you down there." She said as she eyed Rowan's hand extinguishing a cigarette on the peanut dish. "Can't say I really blame him though."
The smell was quick to hit her nostrils, so she took a deep breath facing away from wherever the scent was coming from. If she wanted to be mean, Sindy would spray Rowan with a fire extinguisher, but refrained from even grabbing it because she wasn't about to lose her temper in front of the new girl, whom she has quickly taken a liking to. And her friends seemed alright. Well, if they were her friends. And right off the get-go, Rowan was very quick to ask for three shots. The day this stupid barfly gets eight-six'd will be the second happiest day of my life... She thought as she poured the shots.
At this point, Sindy knew when she'd have to cut Rowan off. Otherwise the bar was probably going to face another fine for overserving. Too bad Rowan wasn't a lightweight. But Sindy did have to call the Police on her a few times now to get her out of the bar at closing. If she had to do that one more time, she was going to be submitting a complaint to the Florida Department of Business and Professional Regulation...becauase she's had enough. She then set all three of them down in front of Rowan, who then aggressively asked about Sadie. "Oh, she's our new bartender." She said before taking a step back to let Rowan take her shots. How has she not gotten Alcohol Poisoning yet, Sindy wonders before taking a sip from a glass of water.
It had been quiet for a minute when Sadie heard Jasper say something about her calling him, Tar-baby. She chuckled softly and looked straight at his handsome face as she walked towards him. She leaned over the counter with a smirk on her face, "I mean, what would you like for me to call you? I have quite a few things that I call you, but most are for when we are alone and in very compromising positions, Stud." She flirtatiously said in a whispered voice, suggestively wiggling her eyebrows at him and waited to see what he replied if he did. She reached over the counter to give his hand a gentle squeeze, if he so accepted, needing the contact. As she gave him another smile, trying to show she was trying and that she truly did miss him and glad he was here.
She soon went back to looking over the bottles of alcohol gauging the amount in each of them, taking note of what was being used and how much. She knew that 2 ounces were the standard serving for shots, and she used the 'free pouring' method, which came in handy for straight spirit shots. Maybe looking for a jigger and a few bottle pourers will help with the issues this place is having. She mused to herself, when remembered that the owner said something about the bar being cited for 'over pouring' and a few other things. She had just finished taking notes when she heard the door slam open and made her look up towards where the noise came from. She saw a blonde woman come in, walk straight up to the bar, and sit directly in the middle. The woman made quite an impression on Sadie in a negative way when the aggressive woman opened her mouth, calling her coworker names and demanding shots. Soon, Rowen, looked towards Sadie demanding to know who the fuck she was. Sadie walked over towards Sindy and asked, "Everything alright here?" She heard Sindy As retort towards the woman and smirked at what was said, the woman deserved it in her opinion. Soon, she saw Sindy pouring the new arrival three shots of Patron. We may need adapters also. Thinking to herself briefly as she gave a side glance to Rowen, Sadie soon reached over and grabbed the peanut dish Rowen rudely put her cigarette out in and dumped the contents in the nearby garbage, she placed the dish in the dishwasher and turned it on.
She washed her hands real quick and walked back towards Asher. Sadie had heard Asher ask how long she had been in Florida and about the apartments which made her chuckle. "I have been here a few days, not long. I had my first day of class yesterday." She smiled at her friend and continued, "As for the apartments, I believe they were all pretty bad. Definitely not what was advertised on the site for them." She chuckled softly, reminiscing when she pulled up to the complex. "Do I dare ask what brought you this way, Ace? Or is it considered just confirmation at this point?" She cheekily said and laughed as she waited for Asher's response. She looked between Jasper and Asher again, "You two, good? Need another refill? As she asked them, she had just remembered about the newest arrival. "Be right with you two again, shortly." She sent them a wink and headed over to Rowen.
As she walked towards Rowen, Sadie put on an amiable smile and said, "Hi, I am Sadie. I just started here. What will be your method of payment today? We are required to have tabs closed out by the end of the night with cash or credit." She sincerely asked and waited for Rowen's response as she glanced at Sindy making sure she was still doing okay from looking nauseated previously.
She soon went back to looking over the bottles of alcohol gauging the amount in each of them, taking note of what was being used and how much. She knew that 2 ounces were the standard serving for shots, and she used the 'free pouring' method, which came in handy for straight spirit shots. Maybe looking for a jigger and a few bottle pourers will help with the issues this place is having. She mused to herself, when remembered that the owner said something about the bar being cited for 'over pouring' and a few other things. She had just finished taking notes when she heard the door slam open and made her look up towards where the noise came from. She saw a blonde woman come in, walk straight up to the bar, and sit directly in the middle. The woman made quite an impression on Sadie in a negative way when the aggressive woman opened her mouth, calling her coworker names and demanding shots. Soon, Rowen, looked towards Sadie demanding to know who the fuck she was. Sadie walked over towards Sindy and asked, "Everything alright here?" She heard Sindy As retort towards the woman and smirked at what was said, the woman deserved it in her opinion. Soon, she saw Sindy pouring the new arrival three shots of Patron. We may need adapters also. Thinking to herself briefly as she gave a side glance to Rowen, Sadie soon reached over and grabbed the peanut dish Rowen rudely put her cigarette out in and dumped the contents in the nearby garbage, she placed the dish in the dishwasher and turned it on.
She washed her hands real quick and walked back towards Asher. Sadie had heard Asher ask how long she had been in Florida and about the apartments which made her chuckle. "I have been here a few days, not long. I had my first day of class yesterday." She smiled at her friend and continued, "As for the apartments, I believe they were all pretty bad. Definitely not what was advertised on the site for them." She chuckled softly, reminiscing when she pulled up to the complex. "Do I dare ask what brought you this way, Ace? Or is it considered just confirmation at this point?" She cheekily said and laughed as she waited for Asher's response. She looked between Jasper and Asher again, "You two, good? Need another refill? As she asked them, she had just remembered about the newest arrival. "Be right with you two again, shortly." She sent them a wink and headed over to Rowen.
As she walked towards Rowen, Sadie put on an amiable smile and said, "Hi, I am Sadie. I just started here. What will be your method of payment today? We are required to have tabs closed out by the end of the night with cash or credit." She sincerely asked and waited for Rowen's response as she glanced at Sindy making sure she was still doing okay from looking nauseated previously.
Rowen’s attention was back on the woman behind the bar with the extended stomach. A grin spread over her large mouth like warm butter, flashing canines. She held her hands up in a laid-back, ‘what can I say’ type gesture, in response to Sindy’s comment about going to hell.
“Things would get too boring without me around, and you know it,” Rowen teased with utter confidence. Deep down, in a dark place, Rowen thought Sindy was right. Even the devil didn’t want Rowen. How many times is someone supposed to brush up against death and be spared, without picking up the nasty habit of a god-complex?
The bleached blonde woman observed the new bartender, but didn’t comment further, only half-smirked about the prospect of fresh meat.
She watched Sindy closely as she poured the shots. It made her mouth water. Then, her eyes flicked to the dark and handsome man at the bar beside her. For a moment, she unabashedly looked him over. Up, and down. She smirked again, glancing back to her small collection of drinks. Without a word, she slid one of the glasses over to him.
Afterwards, she plucked one of the other glasses off the table and held it up to cheers against the glass she’d passed to him. “Hope you can keep up, Mr. Dark and Handsome,” Rowen dared, before knocking back the shot. She hissed her satisfaction at the burning in her esophagus. When the new bartender approached, Rowen’s magnetic eyes lifted to the other blonde’s.
With the fresh meat closer now, she examined her with a hard to read expression. “Cash, babe,” she answered matter of factly, after a moment of silence hung between them.
“Things would get too boring without me around, and you know it,” Rowen teased with utter confidence. Deep down, in a dark place, Rowen thought Sindy was right. Even the devil didn’t want Rowen. How many times is someone supposed to brush up against death and be spared, without picking up the nasty habit of a god-complex?
The bleached blonde woman observed the new bartender, but didn’t comment further, only half-smirked about the prospect of fresh meat.
She watched Sindy closely as she poured the shots. It made her mouth water. Then, her eyes flicked to the dark and handsome man at the bar beside her. For a moment, she unabashedly looked him over. Up, and down. She smirked again, glancing back to her small collection of drinks. Without a word, she slid one of the glasses over to him.
Afterwards, she plucked one of the other glasses off the table and held it up to cheers against the glass she’d passed to him. “Hope you can keep up, Mr. Dark and Handsome,” Rowen dared, before knocking back the shot. She hissed her satisfaction at the burning in her esophagus. When the new bartender approached, Rowen’s magnetic eyes lifted to the other blonde’s.
With the fresh meat closer now, she examined her with a hard to read expression. “Cash, babe,” she answered matter of factly, after a moment of silence hung between them.