"You're lookin' good, though," she replies with a laugh. Even if this woman's thing is younger girls, she won't have a problem finding someone else. Besides, she isn't being judgemental, which Skip gets way too much of usually.

For a moment, Skip lets herself be distracted. The bartender's put a drink down in front of her. She finds the person staring -- its sender -- and gives him a smile before she takes a sip.

"Thank God for attentive bartenders. Jack knows jus' what I like."