Roll the Dice

"No," Andrea shook her head, glaring at her manager. "No, that's not what happened. What happened is that the guy was a prick who just couldn't believe anything that a woman told him. I said a hundred times the scope he was trying to buy wasn't going to fit his gun, and he bought it to spite me. So if I was you, I'd tell him we won't accept a return on the grounds of being a pig. But what do I know?" She caught sight of a familiar face coming through the front door and smiled, excusing herself.

"Hello, sister of mine." She said with a bright grin. "I absolutely needed a break from my own stuff so I thought that I would come here and deal with some of your stuff." She really, truly, did love her job; but there were days when everything became too much and she really needed to step back and just focus on herself and not who she was at work. And spending time with Andrea was always a perfect way of doing that.

"You'd be an idiot to try," Liliana stated. She was not one to play around when offering something like this. She wanted the people around her to have a good time. "A couple grand," she confirmed with a nod. "It's amazing how much grown men will pay you for a lap dance because they want to feel something below the belt and their wives aren't putting out."

"The last thing I want to be is called an idiot by Liliana Herrera, so thank goodness I'm not denying what's offered." She stifled a bit of a snort at Liliana's words, nudging her arm into the other woman slightly. "Or the men don't know when enough is enough even if their wife is putting out." She quipped back an alternative, her lips curling into a smirk.

"you got it." cami smiled and grabbed a glass, while starting to make the drink she chuckled. "tonight has been interesting, but just in general. people love to share and sometimes it's too much." cami shook her head, sliding the drink over to her.

She hummed softly in response before nodding in understanding. Even she, who had specifically chosen a career where she was supposed to listen to people discussing their problems and their traumas, could reach her limit at points. "Well, how about we talk about something that isn't my problems then? What's something good happening in your life right now?"

"honestly, if i'm going to listen to people's problems all day long i should've become a thearpist. who knew being a bartender was like that but with worse pay and then having to clean up after drunk crying people." cami shook her head, as she wiped down the bar in front of her and smiled. "what can i get you?"

Carlin laughed softly at the other as she spoke to her from across the bar. "There's always time." She teased with a shrug. Being a social worker herself, she was always hearing stories of people's problems. Sometimes it felt worth it, other days it just felt like a burden. "Can I please get a gin and tonic?" She rested her chin in her hand. "Lots of problem sharing tonight or just in general?"

"I made a couple grand last night, so drinks are on me," Lili said, glancing over at the familiar face next to her. "And I won't take no for an answer, so just let the bartender know what you want," she insisted, waving the bartender over to them.

"Well, who am I to try and argue that." She mused with a shrug of her shoulders. It had been a crazy week and a free alcohol beverage was absolutely something that she needed. "I'll have a rum and coke. Please." She offered when the bartender gave her their attention. "A couple grand, huh?" She smirked, looking back at Liliana.

Ellis instantly felt bad. She tended to focus only on what she needed when she went to target or risk her parents come home and find their house being overtaken by it's merchandise. She had bought an egg chair for her room and Derek had immediately questioned where it came from. It was cozy and she totally hadn't fallen asleep in it. "Are you sure? I'm okay, just trying to be financially responsible and ended up trying to knock people over apparently." She sighed, looking at the bottle of vitamins whose only companion in her basket currently was some qtips. "I didn't mean to try to take you out."

"I'm totally okay." She promised, shrugging off the bump that had occurred. It hadn't been painful, it had just been shocking. And it was clear that the person in front of her was apologetic. "Honestly, I need to take some responsibility for the collision too. I was a bit lost in my own head. I'm not hurt, you're not hurt, I think we can see this all worked out." She said gently. "But coming to Target and trying to be financially responsible? Are we sure this is working out? If it is, I'm impressed, and I need your secret."

"I delivered a woman's twins in the elevator this morning," Carina said, letting out a heavy sigh. "This is why when you're coming here because you're in active labour, you don't go to the gift shop first," she added, shaking her head.

Her Mama had always been one of her heroes. From the moment that she had met Maya and Carina, Carlin had been completely enthralled with the work that the Italian did. And that hadn't changed, in fact as she'd learned more and more about what Carina's job actually entailed, and the way that she championed women's choices, that pride had only grown. "Well, they're lucky you were available, Mama."

Ellis stood in the middle of the Target aisle, basket on the ground in front of her as she stared at her options. She often ended up here when she needed to relieve stress or in this case, when she needed to go shopping. Grabbing the bottle of gummy vitamins, she tossed them in the basket, standing up straight before going to move on before fully slamming into someone else. "Oh my god, I am so sorry, are you okay?"

Carlin had finished work and had come to Target as a means of cooling off after the day that she had had. A difficult case had been handed to her, one that she was very overwhelmed and confused about how to navigate. And after her shift, she had needed something easy to focus on. That's why she had been in a completely other world, lost in her thoughts, before a body knocked harshly into her own. A huff of air was pulled from her, but she waved off the apologies. "It's fine, I'm fine. Are you?"