"No, I mostly talk a lot of shit. Sounds good though, doesn't it," she said with a gleam, punching his shoulder for good measure. Sure, there might be some underlying truth behind her words but a shag was a shag. If Alicia wanted to sleep with someone she was going to sleep with them. She barely put much thought into anything she did. She was a lead by your gut kind of girl.
Alicia watched his face for a reaction. He wasn't impressed but she hadn't really expected him to be. People here didn't ask questions. She never felt safe or uncomfortable and they could all have a good laugh. Sure, the uniform was a bit ridiculous and sexist but this wasn't a life long thing, hopefully. "Don't worry, the glasses and chairs are clean. You'll be fine." She went behind the bar to grab them two pints, leaving some money in the till as she came back around. "Pick your seat!"