“What's wrong with your other clothes again?" Betty held up a greenish blouse, examining the collar and hem.
“They aren't made for tending bar. I need something that will tempt people to stay and buy drinks. And that is an ugly green."
Betty glanced at her and then back at the shirt, her head tilted to the side as she examined it. Finally, she shrugged and placed it back on the rack. “I've seen your clothes. They make men buy your drinks all night long. I don't see why you need new ones."
Karla held a short blue jean skirt against her waist. It barely fell to mid-thigh. She held onto it. “Everyone at Sand Dune has seen me in those clothes. I need something they haven't seen." Something that will earn me some extra tips. When Aimee went off on her date with Mitch—the sneaky bastard—Karla
