Oh. Love life problems. Man, she was exactly the wrong bartender for this kind of unburdening, since her last regular who had brought up something vaguely relationshipy had gotten a thinly veiled, well I would just hurt them.
Surely Nishka and this guy weren't that serious were they? From what she recalled they hadn't been hanging around each other that long although she was voluntarily a little short on detail, "He's not going to be working all twelve hours of the day though right? If he's working at night have a big fancy romantic breakfast, if he's working in the morning have a fancy dinner." Her Ex (the only one given capitals in her mind, though she avoided his name even in her head) had made grand meals for their few Valentines days together, but cooking for her was one of his favorite things. Supposedly.
Man. What a shitty dirty rabbit hole she was about to trip in, "Do you care, or don't you, are you lyin' to yourself or him?"