#s. sanderson eveningstcr

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Sarah claps her hands, applauding herself. Then she looks over the menu. She's learning that taverns like this actually have regular meals they serve instead of just using what is available on any given day.

They all have such interesting names too.

"Can I try this 'mac and cheese?'" She sounds out the name like it's foreign. "Oh, french fries? I love the French. Those too, please. And anything here that you like too."

She grins at the server then sips another drink. Oh this one is strong. She puckers her lips like she'd just sucked on a lime. It's so fun.

It didn't take a genius to see this lady was a hit with the patrons - she was playing perfectly into that ditsy bar maiden persona every guy wanted to take home at the end of the night. Even Tiana could admit it was a pretty smart plan for getting free stuff, "Oh, all you'd have to do in bat those lashes, I'm sure."

They grabbed a menu off the back wall for the new visitor to take a look at - though the waitress had to practically shove their arm through the sea of waving hands to get back to her, "My advice is nothing with the chicken. Pretty sure we haven't gotten fresh stock in since the storm, so you'd be better off with something deep-fried and covered in butter."

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Sarah finishes her third drink that had just been handed to her by the waiters. She feels bubbly inside from the different drinks. Fruity and sour and burning. It's amazing.

She looks up and sees someone more feminine this time. She giggles.

"What's the best food here? I'm starving. Think they'd pay for it too?"

She looks to the men looking back at her. She waves and winks and the majority of them immediately try to wave down the waiter again. She laughs.

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Restaurants had been pretty busy after the power outage at the beginning of the year. If people's power didn't come back on immediately, they didn't really have a choice but to eat out and hope that nothing in the fridge was rotting too terribly. This meant a good thing for Tiana's tips, of course, but it also meant a flood of new faces at the bars and diners that Tiana wouldn't usually see.

Not a problem, so long as they were nice and polite to the wait staff. As they finished serving a round of cheap draft beers to a group of college students, Tiana returned to face the rest of the bar, lined with men eyeing the new face in town - a pretty lady with long hair who seemed more than happy to receive their attention.

"Anything I can get you that they didn't already order for you?" Tiana joked, figuring the other bartenders had already comped several drinks for her from other patrons hoping to get her number.