"Really? A table dance?" She smirked over her shoulder and slipped behind the bar. It was a simple set up. Two stools sat in front of the granite counter top. The glass shelves behind the sink set up were filled with various Gins, Vodkas, and Whiskeys. "Was it a Sexy Table Dance?"
Myrene tossed a few cubes of ice into a glass and made herself a G&T to start. With her metabolism, getting drunk was difficult, but she still enjoyed the flavor. Taking a sip, she shrugged. "The usual, work. We've recently started allowing the lab rats have nerf fights. It's been fun!" She waved a hand behind her to the bar. "What can I make for you?"