Chapter Three - The Come On
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As we sat at the bar, the young man poured himself a glass of wine and offered me the same. I had to reject his offer, for the girls at the club were not allowed to drink while on duty. The bartender would serve us a special drink called a '7'. It was a 7-7 without the Seagram’s.
Instead, a hint of tea was added for color, and the john was charged $22.00 for what he assumed was an alcoholic concoction. I would collect the swizzle stick from each drink throughout the night and be paid $10.00 for each turned in at the end of my shift.
As our glasses touched, the sound rang lightly between us — fragile as the moment itself.
“How do you do?” I asked, slipping automatically into the polished cadence I reserved for first encounters. “Would you like to be friends?”