She followed his lead and took her place at the bar, squirming as she tried to get comfortable sitting in her wet clothes. Having a thin-strapped tank top underneath, she peels the wet blouse from her torso and lays it over the back of the chair. âIâll take a double shot of Patron, please,â Elsie responded with a smile and leaned forward to prop her elbows on the bar in front of her. âThank you, by the wayâŚItâs always nice to find such kindness in strangers, especially with the way the world is these days. Crazy times weâre living in, you know?â She shook her head and rolled her eyes with a sigh, forcing herself not to say much more - she knew better than to talk too much about politics, at least in public settings.
âSure,â Peter replied and grabbed the shot glass, filling it up. He pushed it over to her and leaned against the counter. âNot a problem,â he said and took the towels from Josh. âThank you,â he told him before handing them to her. âThere you go. So you can dry yourself off.â He chuckled and nodded. âYeah, crazy indeed. You handling the news okay?â he asked with a hint of concern.Â













