Sir, I only serve wine here. I say to the man who suddenly approached the bar, took my hand, and caressed it. Every fiber in me is trying so hard not to lash out and tell him to get lost, but I’m working right now and I wouldn’t want to do bad on the very first day the resort is open to people.

Eventually, a woman with purple eyes and long blue hair comes and takes him away from me. As he walks away, I take a nearby napkin and start rubbing my hand clean with disgust. Tch! I’m not that kind of girl that’s easily swayed. Even with cash. I complain to myself silently. I look up for a moment and see someone coming.

I quickly put away the napkin, smile, and revert my attitude back to a professional one. Hello! What can I get you today? I ask politely.