Certainly distressful. As independant as Sharon is, she does appreciate a little help every once in a while. Even from a man. She turns to give him a thankful smile, and pauses at the sight of the man who'd just given her said assistance. Wow. Good-looking. She clears her throat.
"Thank you," she says to the man, then turns to the bartender. "I'll have a Sierra Nevada, please? From the tap."
As the bartender turns to pull her beer from the tap, Sharon turns to her savior once more. "I probably would have waited an hour if you hadn't gotten his attention for me.