On this particular night, I was on my usual stool when a (very) attractive young lady in a business suit plonked herself next me, and asked to see the cocktail menu. The look on the barmaids place was a picture.
“I’m sorry, we don’t really do cocktails” she said, stifling a grin.
“Do you think you could rustle up a white wine spritzer then?” She says with a sarcastic smirk
“I think we can manage that” came the equally sarcastic reply.
The business woman pulls out a phone, and appears to check a few emails, sighing as she goes.
“Lack of cocktails just one of your problems then?” I say, and immediately regret it, but at the same time not being able to help myself.
Her body remains still, hunched over her drink that has just been put in front her. Her body may remain still, but her head just turns to look at me, giving me a “very funny” grin then going back to her phone.
Normally I would just shrug, thankful I’ve avoided a social encounter but the curiosity, and the short skirt she was wearing, got the better of me.
“Ouch!” I say “You’re not in the mood to play well with others tonight then”
“I may not be in the mood to play well, but I’m in the mood to play”…………TBC….