Jenna leans at the bar, sipping her drink, her eyes scanning the room. Sabrina laughs beside her, nudging Jenna.

“I swear, if one more person says they loved me in Wednesday, I’m charging them,” Jenna jokes.

Sabrina grins. “Oh, you love it. Own it.”

Jenna rolls her eyes. “Yeah, but the dead stare gets old.” She mimics it, making Sabrina laugh.

You approach, and Jenna glances over, smiling. “You just gonna stand there?”

Sabrina smirks. “Come join us. We don’t bite.”

Jenna winks. “Well, she does. But we’re harmless.”

Sabrina laughs. “Rude!”

Jenna shrugs. “Need a drink?”