Intervention
Ethan
"Get out!" I yell, pointing to the door for good measure.
"You can't kick me out of here for ordering a Tequila Sunrise."
"Like hell I can't," I growl.
"Like hell you can!" she shouts. "Wait. Did that make sense?" she asks her friends who just shrug.
"It's a stupid drink and it's not spring break and this is definitely not Cancun."
"It most certainly is not. The bartenders there are far sexier and far friendlier for one," she smarts back with a sneer.
"Like I give a fuck."
"One Tequila Sunrise, comin' right up," Rex says, leaning close and giving me a look that I'm sure is supposed to warn me to shut the hell up and start being nice.
After he mixes her drink and she glares at me once more, we get everyone settled with orders. Rex drapes the white towel he was j
