Fairy Princess

Wednesday nights are pretty slow at the Lounge and it's a good thing because around ten o'clock the front door opened and this creature walked in (see pic). Well, she didn't actually walk in. She kind of glided in.

Just as three or four regular lounge lizards began moving toward her, mentally polishing their worn-out pickup lines, Angus, the big-ass head bartender, came around the end of the bar in a flash, pushing and shoving the opportunists out of the way.

"Hi, Princess," I heard him say to the beautiful fairy.

"Hi, sweetie," she cooed. "So, this is where you spend most of your time. You naughty boy."

Then they disappeared into the manager's office, leaving the rest of us to our own devices and our own imaginations.