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Santana let out an exasperated sigh as she opened the, extremely heavy, door to the apartment, after a long night of work at the Coyote Ugly. She shook her head as she shut the door behind her and made her way to the couch, while thoughts of that night's events racing through her head, mostly about how much tequila went into her "chaser" bottle. "Such a waste," she chuckled to herself quietly.

Santana was rudely awakened by the blaring sound of her pre-set alarm; she hated it with a passion, but it was the only thing that could wake her. She groaned loudly as she turned off the horrific sound originating from her phone, before heading into the kitchen where her roommates were making lunch. "I would love if I just sleep longer than socially acceptable," the Latina muttered as she poured herself a cup of coffee.

"You do," Kurt quipped, "It's called Monday."

"And today is Friday, which means that means I will be getting very little sleep over the next forty-eight hours, don't mess with me Lady Hummel."

Kurt backed off, knowing full well that she meant it; however Rachel decide to push Santana further than any person of sound mind and body. "I don't see why you are complaining. You make like three-hundred dollars a night, and it's not even that hard," the tiny brunette said before taking a bite of her salad.

After hearing that Kurt's jaw was essentially unhinged. "Rachel, I love you dearly but you are so wron-"

"It's okay Kurt," Santana said calmly as she placed her hand on his shoulder as she took a sip of her coffee. "I mean Rachel has already called me a worthless stripper so this I nothing in comparison… You two should come to the bar tonight, this way Rachel can find out why they call me Ghost Pepper. Sound good Rachel?" the animosity in the young Latina's voice would be evident to anyone who could hear.

"Sounds delightful," Rachel responded with a fake smile.

As Santana walked into Coyote Ugly she heard Lil, the owner and her boss, yell "You are late Pepper!" from behind the bar.

"Sorry Lil, won't happen again," she yelled as she put her stuff in her locker for the night, before heading back behind the bar.

"Better not. Now explain, so I know you didn't violate the rules. Girlfriend make you late?"

Santana smirked, "As much as I wish I did, I don't have girlfriend."

Lil raised an eyebrow in complete disbelief, "Ghost Pepper, you are telling me that you are single with that body?" Santana nodded. "Then why were you late?" Lil asked as handed her a box of beer for her to put in the bar refrigerator.

"Diva roommate said my job was easy."

Lil again raised her eyebrow, "Please tell me you bitch-slapped her?"

Santana laughed as she opened the box and began placing beers in the fridge, "Did one better, I invited my roommates to drop in sometime tonight."

"You realize that means you will be singing tonight?"

"Yes."

Lil nodded, "Pepper you are on at eleven sharp."

"Aye-aye captain!"

"Rachel I cannot believe you insulted Santana like that. You've heard of Coyotes, they work their asses off."

"First off how much further? I'm freezing. Second, what in Barbra's name is a Coyote?"

"You don't know what a Coyote is?" Rachel shook her head. "Ever heard of Coyote Ugly?" Rachel again shook her head. "Well you are about to find out; it's over there." Kurt said pointing to the lone bar. "Oh and before I forget, Santana wanted me to remind you that here, at her job, she is Ghost Pepper, or just Pepper; she is not our roommate and friend Santana. So don't get in her way or interrupt her. Understand?" Rachel nodded.

The bar was packed and with wasn't even eleven yet. Rachel was shocked. She wasn't just shocked at the diversity of the crowd; or even that Coyote Ugly was a lot classier than she imagine; it was the fact that Santana flirting with a guy. The small brunette looked at the Kurt incredulously, "What is Santana doing?"

"Pepper," he corrected her, "Is doing her job. Now, let's go get inebriated; it's been a long week," Kurt said before pulling Rachel through the crowd and towards the bar.

When the finally reached the bar, they were greeted by non-other than there roommate, "You each get one shot one the house. Pick your poison, whiskey or tequila?"

Kurt and Rachel looked at each other and then responded in unison "Tequila."

Santana nodded and quickly pulled out two shot glass and poured them a drink. "I'm on in ten. Have fun you two," she said with a wink before attending to other customers.

"On three?" Rachel asked. Kurt nodded "Okay. One. Two. Three." A moment later the burn of alcohol was rushing down their throats.

"So what do you think? Kurt asked as he made a gesture towards Santana.

"Who is that? Because that girl was moderately personable and then winked at me. Santana has done neither to me before… like ever."

"Because that's Pepper. Watch she'll flirt with someone right before she goes on, someone who clearly has money to spend. Then she'll do her thing, and that way she gets more tips. Oh, watch here she goes."

Rachel tried to see through the crowd, but failed. "I can't see. Tell me what happening."

"Fine. It looks like she flirting with a…girl; good maybe she can blow off some steam tonight and stop taking it out on us." Kurt quipped teasingly.

"What does she look like?"

"Well I just see the back of this woman's head to I'll gather what I can. She's tall, athletic build, short brunette hair, and she wearing a leather jacket and dark wash jeans. Santana just said something and she laughed, this is good. Oh, she's turning around, wow. Her makeup is impeccable; I think Santana just bagged her first butch-ish lesbian. Damn. Hold on I think I can get a picture," Kurt said as he quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket. He then proceeded to take a snapshot of the young woman. "Got it!" he screamed as he showed it to Rachel.

Rachel gazed at the picture Kurt had taken; she was everything he had said. This young woman had a prevalent masculine energy but the touches of femininity were enough to be noticeable. "Holy shit."

"I know." Kurt said as Lil got up on the bar with her mega-phone. "She's up." He said as he motioned towards Lil.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight's act is brought to you by someone who is too hot to handle. Coyote Ugly's one and only Ghost Pepper!" Lil yelled through her mega-phone before pulling Santana up on the bar. "Don't fuck it up," Lil said before jumping down.

"How are you all doing tonight?!" Santana yelled into the microphone. The crowd cheered in response. "Good. Now, let's get this party rocking. Hit it!"

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