<div class="floatleft">(http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/LimitlessNIkkie/1294410431487_f.jpg)</div><strong>Sammi</strong><br/>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=54027484)<br/><strong>Behind the Bar - Sitting in a Booth</strong><br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>No one<br/><br/>It was about an hour before the doors open and everyone was working like clockwork as was expected. Sammie was being her compulsive self restocking the bar that was practically over stalked and dusting some of the lesser used bottles. She's already checked all the lights, looked in on the DJ's booth and in a few minutes she'd be taking a tour of the kitchen and then the VIP area to make sure everything was ready for another exciting night.<br/><br/>Satisfied there was little else to do behind the bar Sammie smiled to herself and indulged in grabbing one of the chilled beers and using the bottle opener attached to the bar opened it and took a drink savoring the flavor on her tongue. she'd gotten a taste for beer as a girl growing up with her degenerate father and while she'd tried to developed a taste for wine she just had to plate for it. She preferred a beer anyway, unless tempted with one of those sinfully sweet cocktails then they won hands down.<br/><br/>Taking her beer with her she moved out onto the dance floor letting the lights caress over her form as her heels clicked across the floor and she smiled taking another drink. She would walked through the other areas but she knew it would be like it was every other night perfect. This place was a dream willed into reality and she was blessed every day to be a part of it. Taking a seat on one of the stools she allowed herself a rare moment of relaxation drinking her ber and just enjoying the little bit open quiet time before the place would be packed with people.<br/><br/>