Saturday: February 2, 2008
Who: Sheldon and Hera
When: Evening
Where: The Wine Bar
What: A confrontation eventually leads to a potential friendship


"No thanks, I've already been taken care of." Well, what the hell was there to do when someone was taking care of everybody at the bar? Sheldon wasn't much of the "table server" sort of guy. He preferred to stay behind the bar and stick around with the brooding loners and the casual chatters who were either getting to know each other or were trying to make small talk before potentially sleeping with each other. This was becoming a challenge because someone kept taking his "costumers". This led to him to just lean against a shelf of drinks until someone motioned for a bartender.

When that moment occured, he nearly bumped into a female he hadn't met before. He blocked her way and looked her dead in the face. She was kind of screaming "I could beat your ass", but Sheldon didn't give a shit. "You know, there are five fucking bartenders working tonight. Can you try to not to be four of them? I don't feel like sitting on my ass all night."

He grabbed the gentleman's glass and went to get his refill of red wine.