Immediately Elisabeth flocked over to Sam, ready to hip bump any of the other bartenders (there were three of them that night) out of her way. Here, she didn't have to worry about men like Sam Winchester or Minato, who refused her flirting and advances. Here, she could be herself.
She bent at just the right angle to offer Sam a better view, matching Sam's grin. "Hey there, love, what can I get for you?" The accent usually won her points. The fact that it came out of a Japanese body won her more. She didn't need heels with her height and she didn't need make-up with her confidence. Elisabeth had let her hair hang down today, loose curls thrown in here and there.