It's none other than Daphne

There was none worse who could walk into the bar this evening, than Daphne. This meant that everything was over for Alice, no matter what. To be honest, it was quite foolish of Alice to not think of this eventuality, as Daphne was a volunteer of "Hyrule Castle" as well.

The reason Daphne worries you so, is because her reputation as a "slut" preceded her. You didn't like this particular type on name calling, and find the term quite insulting to women. But, as it turns out, this reputation had a large percentage of truth to it. Daphne did indeed sleep around with a lot of guys, some of them she barely knew.

This would all be totally fine of course, had Alice not just now made a particularly high-stakes bet with John. A bet he was now almost sure to win. Your mind starts racing, what are you going to do?

As she walks over to the dance floor, you notice her costume. She managed to fit her overly large curves into a tight kimono, her cleavage alluringly visible. Her long black hair is put up in a loose knot, held together with chopsticks, and she walks on traditional wooden sandals. The costume is to honor her Japanese/Chilean roots, you guess, but mostly to look sexy probably.

'You know,' you start telling Alice. 'I think if it will come to that, Daphne will definitely sleep with John right?'

'Fuck!' {best friend} moans, holding her hand to her forehead and looking particularly shameful. 'I forgot about Daphne. You've got to help me, alright Robbie? Whatever happens, I can not suck John's "monster cock".'

'It was "monster dong" actually,' you joke.

'Whatever!' Alice snaps. 'You've got to help me alright? I can take care of the bar right now, but please go save my ass! Fuck Daphne if you have to, just make sure John doesn't.'

You didn't want Alice to suck John's cock any more than she did, so you agreed to help her. 'I'll try, but I can't promise anything.'

At that moment Daphne walks up to the bar. 'Hey guys!' she shouts excitedly. 'You're working tonight huh?'

'Yeah, hi!' Alice shouts back with a put up smile. 'Didn't think you would show up tonight!'

Daphne laughs. 'I will never miss out on a night partying! You know me! Speaking of which, can I have a vodka red bull?'

'Here, let me,' you interject, and make her a vodka red bull, with as little vodka as possible. You didn't want to get her too drunk tonight, increasing the chance of her fucking John. 'Here you go!' you hand her the drink.

'Thaaanks babe!' she gives you a wink. 'Hope to see you on the dance floor later, when your shift ends!'

You laugh nervously. 'Yeah, maybe!'

Even though you were aware of the sexual rumors surrounding her, you never slept with her yourself. As Daphne walks back towards the dance floor, you spot the reason why; your friend Frank. He told you a while ago he had feelings for her, but was too nervous to do anything about it. He always got tongue tied when he saw her, kind of a shame really. You wished he would finally act on his feelings now, or maybe you had to get them together somehow...