Pink Peach Pucker

You look up at the board and pick the least embarrassing drink listed, Pink Peach Pucker. Bambi smiles, almost amused as you mumble the words.

"Peach Pucker. " You say softly, feeling your face get hot.

Bambi giggles and raises her eyebrows. You heave a resigned sigh as it becomes clear she's going to make you say the whole name.

"I'll have a Pink Peach Pucker." You say un-enthusiastically.

She giggles again and sets about making the drink while you wearily put your head and hands on the counter. It only takes her a few moments and then you hear a soft clink as she sets the drink down on the counter. Raising your head up you see your drink, but Bambi is gone. After looking around confused for a moment you sigh and shrug before quickly downing your drink.

Unsurprisingly, it tastes like peach with a slight sour taste that lingers on your lips and tongue. Its quite good and very refreshing, a sentiment you announce to, well, no one in particular.

"OMG. I, like, totally needed that." You say out loud. A strange look crosses your face, as though something was wrong with what you said, but you can't quite place it. With a shrug and a sigh, you pick your briefcase and jacket up and walk away, licking the remnants of the drink off of soft, plump lips.