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MrSandman
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The barman looked at his newest waitress. She looked like she was doing okay, even with all the drunk men constantly messing around with here patience. He was on this business for far too long already, and he had no sons or daughters. Somebody had to carry the bar for him after he was gone and with the few years he had left, he needed someone desperately. Perhaps this waitress right here would do. She was being good so far, and she knew how to handle the drunk heads. Hell, at this point, anybody would do well. "Maybe after you deliver the drink you and I could have a little chat".Jade held in a sigh as she wiped the vomit off the table. This was the second time today, dumb lightweights. As if her job wasn't hard enough. Well, at least she HAD a job. After two months of living on the streets, she supposed this wasn't so bad. She's definitely had worse. Like that time she had to clean that- Jade's thoughts were interrupted by the bellowing of an old drunk guy asking for more beer. "Right away," she responded, dropping her rag on the rim of the water bucket. Going behind the counter to acquire the alcohol, she greeted her boss with a nod as she passed him.