Re: The Boss/The Confection
"You old enough to drink?" Charles asked, though it wasn't as though he was a law abiding citizen. But again, those things didn't count for women and children. He was pretty sure she was a child. A child that was shedding glitter everywhere. But that was none of his business.
He looked up and down the bar. The bartender was up the other end talking to a lady and wasn't really paying any attention to what was going on up this end.
Reaching over the bar, Charles picked up a bottle, whichever his fingers closed around first. He read the label. "You into bourbon?" He waved the bottle at the girl. She was a girl. Absolutely. "I don't think you're old enough for this-"