Rebecca Meets Kym

''So, what'd I miss?'' Rebecca said, leaning onto the bar

''Sounded to me like we were the ones missing out. Have fun Chris?'' The bartender switched from talking to Rebecca to the dishevelled man who was standing in front of the bar, passing him the tab he had asked for previously

''Yeah! I mean... Uh...'' The mans enthusiastic response died down as he came to the conclusion that particular question had been rhetorical. Turning his attention to the tab and reaching for his wallet

''Anyway, what can I get you now that you've finished with Chris over here?'' Kym said, taking another swig from her beer and setting it down on the counter.

''Well, got any good cocktails?''

''We usually serve straight booze or liquor, nothing fancy''

''Show me some booze and I can whip up something fancy'' Rebecca was leaning forwards onto the bar. Though her boobs couldn't compare to the bimbo balloons she had stuck to her chest just the previous day, they were still big enough to form very enticing cleavage, particularly as framed by Rebecca's arms.

''Look, this is my bar'' Kym rolled her eyes ''So you can order a regular drink, like the kind we serve every other customer'' Kym turned, moving to the end of the bar ''Or, if you don't want to order, you can at least clean up whatever mess you just made'' She pulled out a mop from under the bar, the matching bucket making itself known as the empty thing fell over, the unmistakeable noise of cheap plastic being knocked around.

''I would never'' Rebecca held one hand over her chest and the other up next to her face as if she was about to testify ''I was raised better than to make a mess of someone else's things''

Kym missed the cynical sideways glance Tamara shot towards Rebecca at the sound of those words. The bartender was more concerned with her own rising annoyance at the blonde's cocky attitude

''Really? So if I go back there I won't have any broken condoms leak out of the garbage bags?'' Kym motioned towards the bathrooms with the end of the mop.

''If that's a worry, first thing I'd say is get better bags'' Rebecca started with a smile ''But, no. If you find anything like that, I can say for sure it wasn't me. I made sure to keep every last drop. Isn't that right, Chris?'' The blonde turned, looking towards the guy who by this point must have counted the same three bills ten times over. All in a now failed effort to keep himself out of this interaction.

''Well, yeah. She made sure she...'' Chris noticed the way Kym had cocked an eyebrow at him, clearly not wanting to hear the details of what had happened. ''There's no mess to worry about'' He blurted out, looking back down at the bills in his hand ''Actually, I just remembered, I'm kind of in a hurry, keep the change'' He set down the bills and turned away, repeatedly adjusting the hem of his shirt.

''See?'' Rebecca pointed at the man awkwardly returning to his friend group ''No mess, no need to worry''

''Certainly sounded messy'' The bartender kept her unamused expression as she turned towards the blonde. ''So, do you want a drink?''

''Well, since you don't have anything interesting'' Rebecca's words elicited a slight sneer from the bar tender ''I'll just have a soda''

''Right'' The bartender, grabbed a glass, throwing a few ice cubes into it and pouring the fizzy drink ''Well, here you go''

''Thanks'' Rebecca said, taking a sip from her drink ''But don't you want to check the bathroom?'' She let a sly smile spread on her lips. ''You know, just to make sure I'm telling the truth''

''Yeah, that's not gonna happen. At least not until closing.'' Kym leaned on the bar, face close to Rebecca's, lowering her voice to a whisper ''Usually, when a gal goes into the men's room, it's a safe bet what they're looking for''

''A soap dispenser that hasn't been emptied'' Rebecca replied in an enthusiastic tone

Kym let out a slight laugh despite her annoyance ''Something like that, yeah.'' She nodded ''Anyway, I won't be checking for another...'' Kym checked the clock on the TV, displayed on the corner of some ongoing sport compilation ''Half an hour, at least''

''Deal'' Rebecca responded, draping her arm over Tamara's shoulder ''We'll hang around to help you close up''

Tamara looked at the blonde in wide eyed confusion

''I mean, that way you can be sure I'm not lying, right?'' Rebecca finished

''Right'' Kym said, turning towards Tamara ''You think you can keep your friend from causing a spectacle for half an hour?''

''Uh...'' Tamara felt like she wanted to run and hide from the situation she found herself in the middle of, forcing a weak smile and raising her beer ''Here's to a quiet night, huh?''

''Damn right!'' Rebecca said, raising her soda in a mock toast towards the bottle of beer

Kym rolled her eyes and stepped out from behind the bar, making her way towards the other patrons and their tables. Checking if any needed a refill, or wanted to settle their tab and finish up for the night.