Jameson gestured lightly with his hand then placed it upon her hip. "What can I say, dollface? I aim to please..."
The bartender laughed and made a smartass remark which he chose to ignore. He'd had a good night, and given the remark from Mr. Sypher the other night, he didn't mind what people said it looked like was going on. They had practically been ordered to bed together, if you knew Mr. Sypher and his suggestions.