Lydia waved to the photographers by the door and blew a kiss to the bouncer manning the ropes. It wasn't her first stop of the night, and wouldn't be her last but she always liked Tanqueray Storm... she should call Micah... She'd thought about that yesterday, or the day before but she kept forgetting. Or had she called him... Things were blurred and days spun in and out without rest.
She left her other companions and headed for the bar. Lydia liked talking to the bartenders instead of just ordering by the nearest waitress all night. Bartenders were fun and being nice to them improved the drinks too. She laughed as she turned back to answer a teasing call from James and made a face, then spun toward the bar again, almost bumping into a tall blond man.
"Oops! I'm sorry! Wow, are you ok? Is your drink ok?" Lydia smiled.