I’m behind the bar, it’s an early show, somewhat busy. I see a girl at the end of the bar, looking in my direction. I can tell she needs something. Maybe a drink. Maybe something else.
I approach, say, what’s up? She says, do you have a pen?
I say, yeah.
I pause for a second, expecting more information. Receiving none, I walk away, go help another customer.
I’m always in it for some fun and games, every once in a while.