“What can I get you?” the busty girl behind the bar asks. “Coke.” Pursing her shiny red lips, she gives me a flirty wink. “Are you sure you don’t want something a little…harder.” I don’t miss the obvious double entendre, but I’m not interested. There’s only one person I came here to see tonight, and she sure as fuck isn’t it. “Just the Coke.”
