[ oh right, the bar hasn't turned into her own private party, right. she still has to serve drinks. make small talk. keep track of what tunes are being cranked from the iPod set up in there. whatever, though, it's fine. easy stuff! so when an unfamiliar face makes its way in, she doesn't stress it, just tucks her glass under the bar and moves over to address him. nooo sweat. ]
i do say!!
Whacennahgety?
[ … take two ]
What can I get you?