Running into the Blonde

As the door closed behind him, he was greeted by the sight of a big poofy blonde pony tail on top of a blue tank top on top of a pair of little white shorts on top of two slender legs. The other girl. He couldn't back out because the door had already closed and that would be weird... but hey, he didn't want to anyway. Hopefully he could clear things up with this one too. She finished feeding her change into the machine, pushed a button to get her drink, bent down (yumm!) to grab it, and turned around. "Him" she said, shyly, sidestepping him. Her eyes widened. "OH, hey, ummmm... hi... there," she bumbled as she passed him. She was obviously frazzled, looking away and quickly grabbing for the door handle, which wasn't going so well because she actually had TWO drinks.