Nearby coffee shop

The group went to the nearest coffee shop. It was popular with students at the local community college, but less busy this time of year. A few younger customers stared at Clarissa and Janie, several older customers watched more discreetly, and a couple of middle-aged couples started whispering when they saw the girls.

The barista couldn't hide her annoyance when the group came up to order. Janie surprised Jake by playfully reaching up and flicking her own nipples. They were already obvious through the thin bikini and too-air-conditioned coffee shop, but Jake didn't expect the "show off" bet to go so far in public.

"God damnit Janie," the barista said in an almost-quiet voice, "You almost had me thinking you were less trashy than your brother."

"Wow, is that any way to talk to customers," Janie asked politely, "I only did it because you were already staring."

"I was staring because you are dressed like that."

"Rude! You support the male gaze now? You?"

"I'm not a boy! I'm not--"

"Imagining me naked? How are you not imagining me naked?" Janie stepped back a little and gestured to her excessively revealing shorts. Jake himself was a little weirded out by seeing Janie near-naked in public. This didn't feel real.

"IT'S NOT THE SAME," the barista shouted. She stopped awkwardly when she realized she was shouting.

"How do you two know each other," Jake asked. The barista's name tag said "Carmine" and she looked around Jake's age, but Jake didn't recognize the girl.

Carmine, Janie, Eric, and one of Janie's friends all turned and looked at Jake with expressions of confusion.

"What? Should I know her too? I would remember a hottie with a weird name."

The confusion on everyone's faces turned to disgust. Clarissa joined in too, and Janie's third friend looked curious.

Unfortunately, the argument had attracted the attention of the manager. Fat, balding, thick stubble, middle-aged, cheap wrinkly office shirt, face flushed with anger. He burst out of the back office and growled, "Carmine, why are you shouting at--"

His eyes popped wide open when he saw Janie and Clarissa. He seemed to fixate on Clarissa, like he had an Asian fetish, but he shifted his lustful gaze to Janie when Clarissa scowled and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

"Hey man, no big deal." Jake put up his hands defensively. "Let Carmine take a break and hang with us for a bit. I bet you'd forget all about this if Janie showed you her tits."

Most of the group mumbled something angry about Jake throwing out that bet, but Janie tensed her jaw and flipped up the bikini. She cupped her breasts with her hands and pushed them up a bit for emphasis, waited a few seconds for the manager to have a nice long look, and then carefully put herself back into the thin top.

It turned Jake on but it increased the feeling of unreality. Jake wasn't sure what to say next. The group seemed annoyed with him, but also waiting for him to lead.