She had been around enough to know that any character on the military base was a walking red flag and the kinds of bets they placed on each other.

Bob never participated but tonight he seemed willing to find the fun in it, 100 bucks if he managed to make it at the bar, it seemed simple.

He approached with confidence and when she subtly rejected him, he sneaked in the ladies room where she was retouching her lipstick.

"Look, I wasn't thinking about something like the floor or the corner of the bar, something else like... this counter, it seems strong and functional" He rests his weight on the bathroom counter in front of the mirror, testing his point.