[ Somewhat unfortunately she happens to glance along the bar at the moment he catches her eye; and that, with the absurd suggestion-- or command-- on the note nearly makes her wish she could summon such a smile on demand, a contemptuous one.
But, no. She wouldn't, not even to spite him. Although her gaze is sharp, it betrays her brief moment of reconciling these impulses, softens, and ends as she draws the attention of the bartender back to her. One of what that man is drinking, she asks, and on his bill.
Her next message reads simply, Thank you for the drink. She doesn't wait for the next glass to arrive before sending it, even though receiving it puts her more at ease, with a thin black straw as though the creator intended to make it a little more ladylike. Not obeying the order to change her expression. Exploiting his tab. She's a model employee tonight. ]
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But, no. She wouldn't, not even to spite him. Although her gaze is sharp, it betrays her brief moment of reconciling these impulses, softens, and ends as she draws the attention of the bartender back to her. One of what that man is drinking, she asks, and on his bill.
Her next message reads simply, Thank you for the drink. She doesn't wait for the next glass to arrive before sending it, even though receiving it puts her more at ease, with a thin black straw as though the creator intended to make it a little more ladylike. Not obeying the order to change her expression. Exploiting his tab. She's a model employee tonight. ]