Stef finally thought he would oblige her to wish when he reached his hand to meet her own. But instead, he didn't grab her hand for a friendly handshake. Instead, he pushed her hand aside, dismissing it as if she was the last person he ever wanted to touch or encounter again. The blonde woman looked rather disappointed when he finally cleared up that he was refusing her kindness and left her to not only feel stupid but humiliated.<i>Who did he think he was? </i>She thought as she decided to order herself another glass of beer. While Stef tends to be quite cheerful and tries to be very patient, she felt she would follow his advice and just forget about him.<br/><br/>After she received her other glass of beer, she left the bar and returned to where her friends where. "What took you so long?" Her friend Ann asked her when she finally returns to her seat. Stef started to laugh slightly awkwardly when she explained what happened. "Why do you always end up flirting with assholes?" Jack asked her with a smirk and the three friends started to laugh loudly and then, Stef started to forget about the rude guy and started to enjoy her evening.<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Ann, Jack, and Stef decided to stay at the bar for the rest of the evening. None of them were in a mood to go out dancing and since "The Ear Inn" had reasonable prices for their drinks, they were still having a fun night together. "Can you buy me another shot?" Stef asked Jack when he stood up to go to the bar again. "Again?" He asked her with a raised eyebrow. Stef wasn't the kind who would keep begging for drinks and therefore he found her behavior quite appalling. "Just one last shot!" She whined with a pout and since he couldn't refuse her puppy eyes, he smiled at her and nodded his head.<br/><br/>"One last shot for tonight then for all of us!" He said cheerfully and the three of them swayed together towards the bar. The clock was soon reaching 1 am and it was soon time for everyone to take their last orders before they would close. "Three more of these!" Jack said to a bartender, while he showed the tiny glass for him. It seemed the bartender knew exactly what he was asking for and in a minute or two, he returned with three shot glasses of whiskey to the three friends.<br/><br/>"What should we cheer for?" Stef wondered. The three of them had a golden rule that there always should cheer for something, before taking a glass. It could be anything from someone wearing an outfit that looked good, to someone getting hired for a new job.<br/><br/>"Hmmm..." Jack considered the options, but was quickly cut off by Ann. "Eh! We cheer for the future, whatever it will be!" She said with a giggle and since all of them were tired and a bit tipsy, they said "cheer" loudly and clinked their glasses together. But when Stef was supposed to sweep her drink, she lost her balance and stumbled backward. She first thought she was about to fall onto the floor and hit her head, but instead, she landed her back head softly on someone's shoulder.<br/><br/>"Oh! Excuse me, I..." Stef quickly turned around to excuse herself, but she fell silent as soon as she noticed who she had backed into. "You again..." She mumbled as she realized that she had ended up bothering the grumpy man from earlier.<i>I hope he is more cheerful now. </i>She hoped, though she doubted it.