Bar O is already jumping as I entered, and I feel a nervousness building up inside me. I can only hope that the nervousness stems from a good thing about to happen and not a bad. I know I can handle the drink serving - but Bar O is in a class by itself. I let out a sigh as I mentally chastise myself.

“Well here goes nothing,” I say as I approach the bar and the horde of men surrounding it.


“Well if you fine gentlemen would point me in the right direction I will get the evenings work started. They all pointed towards the back of the bar in unison. It seemed almost rehearsed it was so perfect.


“Thank you.” I replied with a girlish giggle.


As I was making my way towards the back of the bar, something green slithered over my foot. “Ah one of Nefer’s bad boy snakes.” Bending down, I plucked the green little monster off the ground, mindful of its wicked sharp fangs. Holding him up, his black reptilian eyes met my softer hazel ones. He flicked his tongue once, twice testing the air and making sure that he was being handled by someone he wanted to be handled by.


“Bet they all thought you were gone hiding. Shall we go find your momma you naughty boy.”