Jillian sighed gently as she worked out her day shift at the bar she worked at, Charl's Corner, which was actually a pretty classy establishment. Jillian had been bar tending from the moment that she got her licence, so she was able to work her way up to some pretty high end establishments. Of course, she was sure it was only a matter of time before she got some insane job offer from a bar somewhere, seeking to just cash in on her growing celebrity status, for for the time being, she was happy where she was, at a respectable little establishment where she made more then enough money to get by even without the added income from the MBF, when the season was right, and Boxing, again, when the season was right.<br/><br/>She didn't get much business during the daytime, and she was expecting today to be no different. Great, all she needed was an 8 hour shift where she could do nothing other then clean the occasional wine glass and stew about how badly she had screwed up her chances with Anastasia. She had FINALLY found a nice girl, able to see Jillian for who she was, and she had thrown mud all over the relationship.<br/><br/>Typical.