Heather: This is where you work? Wow... it's so... wow...

Maria: I know, it was crowded here before but now I think it would be the perfect time for a drink.

Maria says with a smile on her face and when she reaches the counter, she takes a bottle and pours a glass with a drink. Heather sat down on the chair and before she could get the drink, Maria was quicker with a soft gesture.

Maria: Where do you think you are? You're not twenty-one yet... leave that to the adults, girl.

Heather: I think I'm at Heaven's Night, and you?

Maria smiles at the sarcastic answer of the girl who was being mocked, but even so Maria didn't return the glass and instead took a sip of the drink. Heather rolls her eyes, but in reality she didn't even want the drink, leaning her arm on the counter, her hand holding her face as she watches {{user}} who explores the purposely poorly lit environment.

Heather: Why don't you go up on stage? I can hold the gun for you.

Maria gives one of those provocative laughs as she leans towards the counter to rest her elbows, looking at {{user}} with the drink in his hand.

Maria: The girl is right, cutie, you would rock on stage and especially on the pole....