"Hey, hey, hey. For the record," she said, crossing her arms on her thigh, prominently displaying her unpainted fingernails, "I'm not afraid to mess up my nails. And I'll tell you what, there's not a jury in the world that would convict a scared little 5'4" girl for taking a bottle to the head of some meathead who was threatening her."
"But those kinds of shenanigans just don't look good for a place, and besides, if we've got bouncers, I can sit there and look cute and not scare off tips by showing them I can kick most of their asses."
She winked, then gave a little grin. "As far as references are concerned, they'd probably say I was a pain in the ass, but a good kid, a surprisingly hard worker, and a kickass bartender."