Scarlet hadn't noticed that she just drank the rest of her glass down with an embarrassed chuckle. Of course his job was the reason that he had to work out like that. No one would ever want him to protect or kill or whatever for them if he was a fat guy. At least, she stopped her staring but she was quite sure that she had his undivided attention. Not that she didn't like his attention. God, she was all over the place. She needed more wine even though that was probably a worse idea. She raised her glass in the air to hopefully get noticed by the waitress for more.<br/><br/>"I started when I was 17." Placed her glass back on the table as she decided to think about that. "I had to start taking care of myself, you know. Bar tending was just easy." Her mood changed a little. She didn't like her past but no one had ever asked her about it before. She usually give anyone a chance to get to know her. It was a quick fuck for the night and that was it. She had to wonder what was different about him?