Roxanne ran a wet rag across the bar, trying to get all the dried, sticky beer and booze off. She soon realized that her attempts weren't working. She didn't have Roy's magic touch. Not yet anyways.
She had time to practice. The bar was Julie's now, and Roxanne wasn't going to just leave her girlfriend like that. Julie knew a lot of things, but running a bar wasn't one of them. Roxanne on the other hand was getting to know the Hub real well.
Her girlfriend... for a little while it had been weird saying that, but now it felt natural. Julie was her girlfriend. It was different, yeah, but it felt right. A lot of things finally felt right. How long that would last? Who knew.
She walked over to the sink under the bar, turning on the faucet, and ran the rag under it again.
"Use a little lime. Gets the beer right off of there." The front door opened, and Paul poked his head in.
Brian stepped in behind her, letting his hood drop. That face was still taking her some time to get use to. Brian was a nice enough guy, but she had to supress the urge to cringe every time she saw him.
"You're in the kitchen tonight Tin Man." Roxanne reached under the bar, grabbing an apron. She handed it to Brian as he passed her, slipping into the back.
"Tin Man? Really?" Paul sat on the stool across from her.
"What? I give all my friends nicknames." She shrugged,, pulling a lime slice from the garnish trey and sprayed it on her rag.
"I don't mind." Brian poked his head out from the back room. "But it's silver, not tin." He smiled, then vanished into the kitchen.
"See, he doesn't mind." She pulled out her pack of cigarettes, lighting one up. "Don't get to comfy. You're on waitress duty tonight."
Paul groaned, and stood up.
Roxanne was kind of shocked at how normal things had gotten. Well, as normal as you could get with Frankenstein and Freddy Krueger's love child flipping burgers in the back.
She laughed quietly to herself and went back to scrubbing the bar.
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