Kizzy let out a giggle at Cait's horrified whisper.  “I can't either!  Oh my gosh I don't know where that came from.  He's cute though, I think he likes you.”  Taking another long drink through the straw she could already feel tingly.  “We should come back when it's not so busy so you can talk to him.”  Realizing she was proposing Cait flirt with the bartender when she knew nearly nothing about the woman she began to stammer.  “Umm...I...I mean if you're single.  And like men.”  God she was such a spaz.<br/><br/><br/>Shrugging at the question about what she'd order, Kizzy tucked her hair behind her ear.  "Don't know.  I'll pick stuff out depending on what looks good at the time.  It's more fun that way, don't you think?"<br/><br/>“Kizzy, party of two!”  The hostess called out, voice carrying over the crowd.<br/><br/>Kizzy slid from the stool.  “I'm starving, that wasn't really twenty five minutes, was it?”  Waving at the bartender she momentarily forgot what she needed when he leaned onto the bar, muscles bulging.  “Uh...uh...um...”  She was going to ask how much they owed but her mind went blank.<br/><br/>“Don't worry, sexy.  I'll put it on your tab.”  The bartender flashed another million dollar grin, winking at Cait.