Linda seemed to take a couple of deep breaths. “Jesus…this is so crazy!”
“Fix your lipstick before you go over there…I want them to feel they’re getting value for their money; and don’t rush it…if they want more you should give it to them.”
The waitress had filled up their glasses and taken away the first empty bottle. The new bottle was now nestling in the ice bucket in its place.
“OK…I’ll do it!”
As Linda walked over to the other table Alina’s phone rang.
“Hey I’m here…where are you?” It was Rachel.
“VIP area upstairs…I bought you a ticket already, so come on up. I’ll meet you at the door of the VIP section.”
Her friend was wearing skin tight black cotton jeans and a black leather biker jacket.
“Are those ankle boots new?” Alina asked. “They’re gorgeous!”
The boots were covered
