<em>She seems not to notice his stare as she moves about with the languid grace of a dancer not on stage. As she distributes the drinks among the people, it seems as if she's gotten more than a fair amount of practice ignoring the stares of men. They aren't getting rowdy yet, thankfully, and those that are there already don't seem so bad. However, once one rotten apple walks through the door, all that could change.</em>