<strong>Irene O'Rourke - Day Two</strong><br/><br/>Irene jerked awake to the sound of boots on the floor.  She glanced around and saw the man making his way to the bar.  She stared, eyes squinting at his backside, trying to determine if he was one of the men from the night before.  But, his particular scent was more towards law and order instead of outlaw.<br/><br/>"Shit," she hissed, lowering her feet, slugging back some coffee and making her way to the bar.<br/><br/>One of the other employees giggled as Irene was caught napping on the job.  At least he wasn't the boss.<br/><br/>"You're new," she said.  It almost sounded like an accusation.  Irene moved to stand across the bar from the man, arms spread as she leaned on the smooth wood.  "What do you want?" she asked, shifting her pose to gesture at the bottles ranging on the shelves.