Faye was making the most amazing cocktails. Zelda was going to cut them an extra huge check, with big tips, for Faye and the other bartenders. Damnit. Because these drinks were excellent.
She'd had... maybe one too many.
Zelda was leaning against the bar, and had just finished a conversation with some other young and upcoming actress, then turned and saw Faye get her own drink. "Oh, Honey!" She said, moving over, taking care not to spill (that'd happened already once tonight). "Finally on my side of the bar, are you??"