Cellista opend the door to a club called Dance Dance. She walked in and went straight to the bar. The bartender looked at her with a coy smile and eyed her up and down. "Hey there sweet cheeks, whats a pretty little thing like you doin without someone to keep you safe? This is a big city, and a weak little woman such as yourself isnt safe." Cellista rolled her eyes at him, yes he was a pig and a jerk but cellista had been around men like him since she was a teenage girl, so she had learned how to control her anger. "How about you just do your job and give me a scotch." He smiled at her and passed her the scotch