August 26, 2008
Sara wore her saucy little black dress while Zoe made the most of her curvy body in tight fitting jeans and a low cut top. The band had been playing Sara’s favourite jazz tune as they approached the bar. “Two bourbon and cokes, please” she ordered while Zoe kept her eyes on the band. “Is Joe the tall one with the wavy black hair and nice big coat?” “Yes.” Zoe swung round on her bar stool and reached for her drink. “Crash!” Three glasses hit the floor and a muffled swear word floated over the bar. “Clumsy barman” thought Sara. “Great that its not our drinks on the floor mixed with plenty of glass”.