She might have lost her touch, if only a little bit. At least, that was how it was in Leti's mind. Being mommy sometimes did that to you. But really, as far as single mothers went, she really wasn't all that bad. She still got flirted with when she went out and she still knew how to flirt back whenever that happened. So it wasn't all bad. "Well if you think so, who am I to argue?"
Leti took the menu offered to her, chuckling a little bit about the place not being a stereotypical pub. "I've been to a stereotypical pub or two. So I think this place is doing a good job at not fitting the stereotype." Her friends all seemed to like it well enough. And they were as American as it got.
"Never let it be said that a girl doesn't have her tricks. Not that I'm old anyway. Not just yet." She ran a hand through her hair, laughing the slightest bit. "I don't know. I might just be more flattered that the boss even wants to talk to me." She imagined that running the pub had to hold at least a little bit of sway over the ladies.
"Honestly? It depends on what they end up wanting to do." She glanced over at her friends, who seemed quite occupied with sizing up a few guys further down the bar. "But I have to say that going outside in the cold in a dress this short doesn't seem too fun."