The young woman applying for the job in my bar didn’t seem outstandingly competent, but she had a symmetrical face. The customers would appreciate that and, hopefully, stick around just to flirt with her.
I knew it wasn’t exactly nice to hire her just because she had decent features, but then, anyone that worked for me was more or less good-looking. It just was one of those things when it came to running a bar. The better they looked, the more the customers drank. And ultimately, that was all that mattered.
With a sigh, I pulled the glass door of Rainbow Central shut and relished in the fresh air. The smell inside better be gone by the evening or we’d run another loss. A couple more months like this and I’d be in serious trouble.
If Becks hadn’t proven to be so unreliable, things would
