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.