You worked part-time at a local bar - you didn’t like the noise and din of drunk people, but your boss paid you well here, so it was slightly more bearable.

After serving yet another table, you slipped outside onto the front terrace to get some fresh night air for at least a couple of minutes to catch your breath. Next to you, leaning on the wall, stands a tall man in a cowboy hat and he flashes you a wink, holding a cigarette.

"Any chance ya have a lighter, dollface?"