Jillian was on shift that night, and the bar was jumping with business as always. Jillian sort of hated how busy it could get from time to time, but she also absolutely loved the life and energy that came with so many hopeful people that would want to talk with Jillian, plus the occassional poor, deluded soul that thought that they had what it took to turn her straight. When she saw a rather young man at the stood, looked Korean, she smiled at the new face, it always seemed to be the same people over and over again, so a new face was certainly a welcome sight. He didn't look up, so it was obvious that he had no interest in the growing celebrity status that Jillian had going. As she laid down the glass in front of him, she smirked a little bit and decided to make small talk. Talking was just part of the job for a bartender, as a customer that left happy was one that came back for more. Jillian actually had to thank her job at the bar, as that was the sole reason that she had grown to be more social over the last few years, as before she landed the job, she found herself overly hostile to just about everybody she came across.<br/>"Liquid courage?"