Mary sat at the bar sipping on some rum. She was dressed in a black corset and a long black skirt with a pair of black combat boots. Her hair was pulled back in a neat bun. Well, neat aside from the few tendrils of stray hair that never seemed to want to stay back. She looked at her watch expectantly. They should arrive at any moment now.
She had already discussed with the lovely Miss Adrienne about their newest employee, and she had agreed to take on the girl as an assistant (a trainee of sorts). Adrienne would be showing the girl the ropes of bar tending. This meeting was simply a formality.
She had already discussed with the lovely Miss Adrienne about their newest employee, and she had agreed to take on the girl as an assistant (a trainee of sorts). Adrienne would be showing the girl the ropes of bar tending. This meeting was simply a formality.