[ the silent treatment to the bartender is probably the best way to go, but anne is blissfully unawares it's not much of a choice on the other woman's part. ]
[ from about three or four seats down, she's more fascinated by whatever the fuck kind of drink the bowl is. the green makes her think it's some kind of absinthe, but she's not sure she'd trust that from the clumsy bartender. ]
[ she idly sips her glass of rum, which is weak, but at least it doesn't taste like shit. like the first several attempts. she watches the woman push it away and can't help but snort. ]
icebreaker
[ from about three or four seats down, she's more fascinated by whatever the fuck kind of drink the bowl is. the green makes her think it's some kind of absinthe, but she's not sure she'd trust that from the clumsy bartender. ]
[ she idly sips her glass of rum, which is weak, but at least it doesn't taste like shit. like the first several attempts. she watches the woman push it away and can't help but snort. ]
He ain't very good at his job.