Kate looked at her watch 11.00pm, another two hours before her shift was over.  Her feet ached but that was the least of her problems, if she could remember them that is.  She lifted the lipstick stained glass, what felt like the hundred one that night, just in time to feel the shift in the atmosphere.  It was always like that when he walked in.  'Kate your turn' Derek called from the bar, great lucky me she thought.