The crowd began to disperse as the last song ended, and the performers left the stage. The lonesome performer twirled a half-full bottle of water as he waited for his friends to finish gathering their things so that they could go. He thought he performed well as he always thought when he performed. But seeing his friends gathering their stuff, he felt he didn't want to go home yet.
He found himself in the same scene again, twirling a smaller water bottle around as he sat alone. A small glass was placed before him, along with a napkin and an unopened straw. He noticed fingers a few spaces away from his glass. He looked up as he continued moving the bottle around. When he looked up, he returned the smile as it came his way.
"What can I get you?"
He sighed as he looked at the voice's owner, surprised to see such a gorgeous girl behind a bar with a bit of a suggestive shirt. It looked like it was from where he was sitting. "What do you recommend?" He looked at her as she had her thinking face on, and silence came between them. However, the club where his performance occurred was still bumping, with high-base music flowing through the spacious venue.
"Water." The two laughed. He nodded, ending the laughter: "I'll take that." It was her turn to nod: " Bottled or cupped?"
"As much as I would love cupped, I'm going bottled."She tapped her side of the bar, "Good choice," before walking away.
He watched her leave until he couldn't see her anymore. He didn't notice when she returned until he heard her say, "You wanna see something?" He nodded, laughing to himself, and noticed he had been shaking since speaking with her.
She waited until she had his entire attention, and then she held the water in her hand, shook it a bit, and slammed it lightly on the bar. He watched as the bottle clouded up and went from clear to frosted. " Try it, " she offered as her eyes shined with glee.
She watched him pick up the bottle, open it, and drink some. It was a cool, refreshing gulp that he truly needed. Her trick had turned the water into a slushy delight; that bottle had crushed ice galore. "Thank you; I needed that." He set the bottle on the bar, reaching into his pocket. " Oh, on me." She waved him off as she walked away, going to the other end of the bar, where different customers were coming up.
