Butterfly or Barfly

Terrified, Jodie dodges the glances of the three men and one woman on her way to the restroom in the back. Eyes swimming in tears, Jodie ran into a nearby stall, slammed the door and wept silently, leaning against it. How will she explain this to Nathan? Summoning up the courage to stand up straight and wipe her tears away, Jodie made a plan to play it cool and call Cole or Nathan to...rescue her.

Jodie exited the saloon style doors of the restroom to see that all eyes are still on her as is the patrons see a delicious meal. Jodie ignored their intent and approached the bartender. "Um.. I'll have a beer." There was a sudden pause then an eruption of laughter. Jodie took a half a step back when the bartender told her the price. "Five dollars for a glass, little lady." he said smirking. Jodie wiped that look off his face once she slapped the bill on the bar top. Jodie confidently snatches the glass of beer out of the man's hand, turns and walks toward a table preferably nearby the wall mounted payphone.