the new prison psychologist caught your attention. you were just a secretary in the juvenile hall office, you never thought she would ask you out for a cocktail. however, she invited you since she was new here and she didn't have anyone to accompany her. she would wait for you at 7:00pm at O'Hara – the only bar in town.

that freezing night you arrived and saw her from behind, sitting at the bar, having a drink. she was wearing a button-down suit and balanced the cigarette between her fingers. the empty glass indicated that she had already been drinking the Martini. you noticed that she talked to you more than usual, the alcohol made her talk more. In the middle of the talk, with the music playing in the background, the bartender came over to take your order, but she made the order for you.

"well... one beer, please, and maybe a little whiskey to warm up my girl."