"Beer is one of the finer things in life?" Brooke snorted. "Okay." She prefered real alcohol. Although she'd settle for pretty much anything right now, just to liven things up.
Brooke smirked, looking down at her shoes. She lifted one ankle a little so he could see them better. "You see, now the foot pain doesn't matter, because I know the shoes were worth it." She grinned, leaning towards him. "So thanks, friend."
"That sucks. No fights or kids trying to sneak in?" She laughed softly. Although she knew it could very easily be her, she would absolutely love to see someone underage get turned away. It might make her job feel a little bit more exciting. At least she was actually inside the bar.