<strong>Nathan Maddoc</strong><div class="floatright">(http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7041/6784901344_8e4803feaa_m.jpg)</div><em>Sunday Night – Paying his dues; Tagged – Bert, Amethyst</em><br/><br/>Nathan gave the harried-looking Bert an amicable grin, and quickly pressed the five $50 bills into his hand. The man looked like he had enough to be getting on with without tarrying for some tardy payments... and had the kind of physique you didn't want to hold out on. “There y'go, mate.”<br/><br/>That taken care of, Nate glanced around the room again, and his eyes were arrested by another pair of blues... set in the tan, wheat-blonde-framed face of a shapely woman in a confection of black lace, pink ribbons and white polka dotted lingerie. He did a quick double take, his gaze sliding down her body (at least as much of it was was visible behind the bar) before rising back to her face. He offered a smile, and found his legs trotting towards her.<br/><br/>“G'day,” he said, a touch bashfully, as he rested his hands on the bar. “Name's Nathan... and if that's the bar maid uniform here, I gotta say I approve! Could I get a beer, please?”