None of the girls were outright unfriendly, not that they had reason to be, but most were nice in passing without ever really giving her a second thought. Raegan usually didn't mind all that much. There were, however, exceptions, and the blonde that approached her from the opposite side of the bar was one of them. She was only a little startled when the woman approached, and covered it swiftly with a grateful smile. "Thanks," she said, secretly relieved that it was only water. She liked her alcohol as much as the next girl, but not when she was working.
She'd made an effort to learn most, if not all, of the girls' name, and Raegan tipped her head to the side as she attempted to recall who the blonde was. "Right. And you're Tiffani?" She didn't mind her outfit at all, having become accustomed to less since she'd started working here. "You're not dancing tonight?"