Tiffani held all sorts of jobs around Crazy Horse. For the most part, she danced and worked the crowd but every so often they'd need her to cover the bar. It paid to know just about everyone that worked there, even if she wasn't necessarily the best of friends with everyone. More often than not, she fixed drinks for the other girls to serve and occasionally delivered drinks herself. She had her own set of regulars that she took care of in her own way. Tips paid the rent after all.
There was a lull, just like most nights, and Tiffani took the time to clean the glassware and wipe down the bar. She had one guy sitting at the front of the bar, but as long as she kept his glass filled with scotch and his tab open, he wouldn't be a bother. She worked her way from his end of the bar to the back, where she noticed the coat girl sitting on the last stool.
Tiffani smiled to herself and pulled out a clean glass, filling it with water. "Thirsty?" she asked with a warm smile, sliding the glass over to her. "It's Raegan, right?" Tiff leaned forward, resting her forearms on the bar. Her outfit wasn't much more than a very skimpy bikini, but she figured everyone who worked at the club was comfortable with it.