She isn't sure

"I don't know," Joan said. She picked up the menu card and looked at the ingredients. "Something without **** for sure."

"Maybe I can suggest something?" the bartender said.

"Sure," she responded. "But not too expensive, we just arrived and my budget isn't the biggest."

The man nodded and the young women watched how he prepared a cocktail for Joan. "A Daddy's Girl," he said as he placed the cocktail in front of her. "Without ****."

Joan blushed as she and Dona headed over to one of the tables. "Kinky name," the redhead remarked as they both started to sip on their drinks. "This ice tea is good," she also remarked. "Rather sweet. But same time nice."

"Yeah, naughty," Joan said and took another sip. Her friend was twirling her hair a bit on her finger and for a moment she wondered why Dona was always worried about getting sunburn, as tanned as her skin was all the time.

Dona on the other hand wondered if Joan had already worn that short skirt when they got here. But it was really giving focus to her long legs.

As they were drinking their cocktails, two men came into the bar and sat down at the counter. Both were a bit older and could be their fathers. But they had trained bodies and from the look of their clothes, a lot of money. The two men seemed to know the bartender and the two young women could overhear them chatting.

"Those two look hot," Joan said after a bit. Dona was a bit confused and she took a moment to realize her friend, who was now pulling a bit on her braided pigtails, meant the two older men.

"Yeah, maybe," she remarked, having more an eye on the bartender.