Looking over at the new kid I smiled, he made it through without help tonight and I was grateful. There had been many barhands during my time there that didnt seem to cut it, either too stupid or too qualified for this position. I knew he had to have a good background in small time bars, able to tell it in his eyes as he shifted from one task to another.<br/>"Youre quiet," I contested, my inner being sparked to get him into a conversation. "The locals like you but youre quiet. The one thing thats going to get you far here is speech." I grabbed the drink in my hand and gulped it down, the hard whiskey spoke to my throat with a fiery passion and sizzled as I cracked my neck.<br/>The clock struck 2 am with two dings, their night was through and the bar was clean for another day. The waitstaff had left but I needed to lock up after Hunter finished his cleaning, the bar looked emaculate from my point of view but every bar hand cleaned differently.