It was another late night for the girl who sat behind the bar, her blue eyes gazing around her work place, the people beginning to file out one by one, except for one group she couldn't help looking over. Four guys, she knew she had seen before, as she brushed her strawberry blond bangs out of her face, and blinked, trying to get a closer look, before one of the guys looked up, and she turned her face away. She lived in Las Vegas, any one of these guys she could have seen before, even if it was just a passing by in a mall parking lot, she remembered faces. But, she knew she was going to have to get out of here soon, looking desperately around the room, thinking about tomorrow, the day when she would finally try and make her name known across the whole country as a real wrestler, the day she would be working one of the biggest shows of her life time, and for Harley, this was a time for her to prove she was something more than just another indy circuit darling. She rested her face in her hand as she leaned against the bar for support, she shouldn't be so tired and worn down for a girl of only twenty one, but that, of course, was the case with her, as usual. Her days were spent training hard, sweating her ass off and working it off, as well, to make sure she actually made something out of the career she wanted for herself. It's not like she wanted to make drinks and get hit on by drunk guys for the rest of her life, that's why tomorrow was so very important to her. She looked off into space, thinking about tomorrow, before quickly snapping out of it, as she noticed one of the guys that was sitting at a table towards the other end of the room stand up out of his seat, shyly looking at him, as he smiled at the guys and walked towards the bar, taking a seat directly in front of where she stood, as she brushed her bangs out of her face once more and smiled. She couldn't help but notice how..cute he was. Blue eyes, sandy brown hair, he was really attractive, but, you saw plenty of that in Sin City, so she wasn't going to be too taken aback by one guy. After all, she would see many, many more of them in her career here. She turned to him, and spoke, her voice coming out smooth, as she stood at her full five foot, two inches.

"Is there something I can help you with?"

Her typical answer to anyone who comes to her bar, usually, as the man just smiled at her and replied.

"Yeah, I need to know what time we need to get outta here. Well, they. I'm leaving soon, I have to be on a plane in the morning, but yeah. So can you answer that for me?"

She half smiled at him and nodded as she turned around and called over her shoulder, trying to avoid the eventual realization she was blushing..more than she usually did. See, Kendall wasn't the type of girl to face her embarrassment head on. In fact, she preferred to turn away from it until it went away, usually after a few minutes. She smiled, though, as she replied.

"Well, last call is right now, so give or take ten minutes."

She turned around, feeling the flush in her face slowly leaving, the guy smiling at her, his dimples showing and eyes crinkling, she looked down, before looking back up, as he spoke, blue eyes gazing at her.

"Thanks."

He said simply, his gaze staying on her for a moment longer, his smile turned into just a half, and he turned away. She blinked twice, looking at him walk away. She knew that she'd seen him before, she just couldn't place her finger on it. And the fact that she had more butterflies than a garden in the summer was just because she hadn't talked to a guy since her and Scott broke up. She still wondered sometimes, why they even ended things..but, her thought pattern was interrupted as the same guy from before walked up to the bar where she was resting her chin in her palm, and smiled.

"I just really need to know your name. I don't know why, but I need to."

She half smiled, this guy wasn't a beat around the bush type, something she could appreciate.

"Kendall."

She replied, still leaning on the bar, a playful smile forming against her dry lips. He smiled back at her and set his elbow against the black counter top that served as the top of the bar, and opened his mouth to reply, just as the people he was with, began to call him back. He turned to them, as they all shouted.

"Bryan, c'mon, get over here!"

He smiled apologetically, and turned to join his friends. His apparent name, Bryan, turned over in her thoughts. Who was this guy? But, she turned around, and sighed deeply, inhaling, and shutting her eyes, she had to catch a plane out of here tomorrow morning, and was ready to close up for the night. She looked around, for what could be the last time at the little bar where she worked, and smiled warmly. She pressed her fingertips to her mouth and kissed her hand, placing the fingertips on the bar, as she turned away from it all, heading toward the door. Tomorrow was the beginning of a new turn for Kendall, and she was about to get out of here, hopefully for good.