Jenna - Bar Area - Talking with Kissinger<br/><br/>"Evenin' Kissinger" she smiles wryly - the man had a fondness for her legs, and well, who was she to begrudge him a view every now and again. Heading behind the bar and ducking down to find a glass, the pianist can hear her voice.<br/><br/>"Truth be told it was a bit dull last night. There's only so much satisfaction a girl can find in shuttling drinks back and forth. Still, I suppose steady work with polite customers is hardly something one should complain about." Her boots make distinct clicks on the floor as she makes her way toward the piano, setting a glass down in the usual spot, marked with a very faint circle on the wood.<br/><br/>"Here you are luv." She winks, giving him a view of the other side of her dress - also with slightly less fabric than is wholly appropriate.