"Hahaha," the woman laughed, then continued, "No, sorry. This time, I didn't hack anything in your bar. I'm just thinking about something. You don't need to get so worked up, baldy."
The bartender, familiar with the woman's personality, looked at her with scrutiny.
"You're zoning out like that… is it about a man?" he tested the waters.
"Wha… What?" Switch startled, her brow shooting up as if to say, 'Why are you asking this?'
The bartender continued, "You'll be turning 22 in about two months. Getting interested in a man is only a matter of time."
"Wait! Don't go jumping to conclusions! It's not about a man!" Switch quickly retorted, trying to clear up the misunderstanding.
"So what does he look like? Is he a merc? Or maybe a UEC soldier…? Nah, knowing you, you wouldn't settle for a soldier. And mercs around here? They're all afraid of you. I doubt they'd dare," the bartender said, placing a glass down as he thought out loud.
