”I’ll be right back” She told the girls and walked over to that woman.

Taking a seat near the brunette, Tina leaned her elbows on the counter casually.

”What drink would you like?” A barmaid asked her.

Tina looked over at the brunette’s almost empty glass and said: ”Whatever she is having”

The barmaid raised her brows disapprovingly and went to make the order.

Tina turned to catch some kind of brunette’s reactions, but saw none. The woman emtied her glass, then got a pack of cigarettes out of her pants pocket, took one and lighted it.

”Do you want another one, babe?” The barmaid bend over, making sure that the brunette caught a glimpse of her full and round breast, and smiled flirtatiously.

”Yeah” The woman answered indifferently.

Tina studied her carefully. Curvy lips, elegant nose, long eyelashes, stubborn chin. Perfect profile, Tina thought. The woman was frowning a little bit. Tina wanted to touch her forehead, to hold a finger there and make the frown smooth out.

”Here!” The barmaid put Tina’s glass loudly on the counter and crossed her arms, clearly showing her annoyance.

Tina was confused. The barmaid seemed jealous or something. Taking a sip of her drink, she coughed, realizing what she has ordered.

The brunette sneered audibly. ”Could you be any more ridiculous” She said, inhaling the smoke.

Tina looked at her, assuming that the brunette addressed her, but then noticed, that she was looking at the barmaid. The barmaid huffed.

”Don’t call me that!” She unfolded her arms exasperatedly.

”Stop flirting with me and do your job mutely behind the counter”

The barmaid stared at her angrily. ”You are an asshole, Bette” After that she stepped aside to serve another client.

Bette chuckled slowly, taking a sip of her drink.

That was so impudent, Tina was thinking.

”I think she took that in a bad part” She spoke to the woman finally.

”I don’t give a shit” Bette said in a low voice, exhaling the last of cigarette’s smoke. She turned her head to look at the blonde over her shoulder. A smile began to play at the corners of her mouth. She shifted on her bar stool, so that her front was facing Tina. Supporting her head on the right palm with elbow placed firm on the counter, she stared at Tina, smiling oddly.