‘Nice smile’, Alice thinks to herself catching Harper looking at her phone shaking her head and pressing keys with her thumb. Alice’s eyes linger over Harper, ‘nice arms too. Hmmm.’ She starts summing her up in her head, adding up her first impression. ‘I’ve never seen this girl before. Who is she? I would totally remember her if I’d seen her before. Total Milk crowd. She’s got the rocker thing happening. Reminds me of Shane a little, similar style. Tight beat up t-shirt. Nice *****. Great smile. Good hair. Yeah, there’s no way this girl is single.’ Alice snaps out of her running commentary when Harper’s eyes catch her staring.

Alice smiles, embarrassed that she was caught checking her out. ‘Smooth one Alice’.

Harper returns the smile and raises her beer bottle as a toast to Alice. Alice returns the gesture and tries to regain her self respect as she takes a sip.

Harper’s mind begins to race, ‘she was totally checking me out.’ She thinks to herself and smiles. She takes the last sip of her beer and realizes that her bladder is already full. Happens every time she drinks beer, nothing else goes through her so fast. Why is that?

Alice’s cellphone begins to vibrate, it’s Shane calling. She picks it up and figures she won’t be able to hear her with the music blaring so she sends the call over to voicemail. When she looks over her mystery girl is gone. Alice quickly beings looking around but cannot find her anywhere. “*****”, she whispers for no one but herself to hear. She decides to text Shane to let her know she is ok. Just as she is pressing Send a hand lightly touches her back.

“Is anybody sitting here?” the low smoky voice of Alice’s mystery girls asks.

Alice looks over her shoulder and sees Harper up close, seeing for the first time how beautiful she really is. “Uh, yeah, no… it’s not taken.” Alice takes a deep breath trying to collect herself.

“Hi.” Harper says as she sits down giving Alice her most charming smile.

“Hi.” Alice says giving her best ***** smile.

“Are you waiting for someone?” Harper asks.

“Not really.” Alice seems a little confused. Harper looks down at the cellphone sitting on the bar. “Oh that! No, it was just, well, let’s just say having that in my pocket wasn’t real comfy in these jeans.”