Paula casually scanned the crowd, but didn't recognize anyone see knew. She doubted they would have recognized her anyway. After all, there had been a few changes since the last time she was in. She smiled to herself and seductively crossed her legs. She had practically lived in this place. If she had a dime for every dollar she had spent here she could have paid for the Ferrari herself.
The waitress returned with her drink and she reached for her purse.
"No charge" the waitress smiled. "The guy at the end of the bar already paid."
