The Bar
Damn it Anastasia, quit yakking and get behind the bar!
But I’m just a simple waitress, Angry Chef!
You think the customers want to see my ugly face slinging pints? Get back there!
Oh my goodness I just became a bartender.
Look at all these bottles.
ANGRY CHEF I DON’T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT MIXINGS!
JUST USE THAT OLD BOOK UNDER THE COUNTER, DUMBASS!
Criminy! This book is as old as a grandpa!
What’s this? A fancy satin bookmark? Wait a minute… I know what this is!
Welcome to The Bottle, Abacus! What’s your pleasure?
Such excellent poise, Anastasia. A pint of weisse, please.
Gimme a scotch and soda, sweetheart!
You will be having a Shirley Temple, young man.
Um… may I, uh… can I, please, well…
One mint tea coming up, Mallory.
Put vodka in this bucket.
Not a chance, you bum!
Gee whiz, Carl. You look like you could use a stiff drink!
Tell me about it! I look like the picture they take before a makeover.