"Give me your best French wine, please."
The bartender in black uniform gives me a salute before disappearing out of sight.
"Lonely?"
My eyes bulge as I hear that familiar voice somewhere behind me. I look back to see her standing there. "What are you doing here?"
"What, do you own the place? Drinking, of course."
I just stare at her as she takes a seat next to me. I thought she already left?
"Here you go, sir. This is a special Chardonnay, fresh from France. It's one of our specials and we usually get them out for the gold card holders only."
"This is good," I say after taking a sip.
The bartender smiles. "Enjoy your drink, enjoy your night," he says.
"Give me one of that, too," Ariel says to the bartender with a smile. I think the bartender finds her cute that his smile on her i
