<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c8/97/24/c89724ed8e1a4fa77c8a9d7e3aaabf38.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Chelsea Dormer (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=293586.msg14406591#msg14406591)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>20:30 | Sunday, June 1st<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Lanai<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Working<br/><strong>Content Rating:</strong>Light<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>C.J. | Open<br/><hr/><br/>The parties were always the most chaotic, busy times for the bartenders and they were all expected to be working.  At other times, there were usually only two of them manning the bar at the most, and during the slowest shifts only one worked.  Tonight, though, they were all back there and they were<em>still</em>working their collective tails off just to keep up with demand.<br/><br/>Chelsea was having a blast.<br/><br/>Finally, there was a bit of a lull in the onslaught and she took the chance to mix up a ginger ale and lime, adding a decorative umbrella and pineapple wedge to the rim of the glass before leaning to slide the glass across to the head of security where she was hovering nearby.  Flashing a grin and dropping a cherry into the glass, she leaned on the bar top and blew her hair out of her face.<br/><br/>"Here, C.J.  Don't worry, it's non-alcoholic...just something to settle your stomach, you're looking a tiny bit green."  She crinkled her nose playfully and grabbed her own bottle of water to take a sip, glad that she'd opted for the low-cut, slinky black jumpsuit that left most of her legs bare.  It was plenty sexy enough, but it was also perfect for keeping her from getting too hot while she rushed to serve drinks to the thirsty guests.  And no one could see the simple black ballet flats that she wore rather than heels.  The last thing she needed was to break an ankle slipping on a dropped citrus peel.