New To The Pack
Chapter Two: Mixing It Up
"So I've been thinking that we should get some new staff around here." Lil had been considering it for a while now and had only just decided that it was time for someone new to join her little pack of coyotes.
A mix of shocked and angry questions came from the three girls she had employed years ago, she did love them, they had stayed with her over time and proved to be trusted barwomen. But hell did they get on her nerves when they acted like they had a say in the running of this place. "Look I'm not arguing with you about it, and I certainly don't need your permission to make some changes to this place. I want to mix things up around here, maybe get a new barwoman and even a new bouncer perhaps, you know to help out with the growth in business lately".
Rachel stood up, outraged "We don't need anyone new Lil! Look at the Jersey Girl. They only last five minutes then leave, punters don't want that. We have it covered." She may be a bitch but she was a bitch with a point. Jersey, what was her real name? Vivian? Rose? Lilly? Violet! That's the one, she was nothing but trouble and left soon after.
"Yeah well who's the boss around here anyway? Lou could use the hand and a fresh girl couldn't go a miss. So that's that. The signs go up first thing." With that they all groaned. She could tell that they weren't happy from the rolling of their eyes. But Lil knew that Zoe wasn't stubborn or strong enough to hold a grudge and that Rachel never liked anyone, as for Cammie, she was just following suit and would love the opportunity to meet someone new, especially if that someone was a man!
At around 11am the next morning Lil was sorting out the new order when she heard someone try the door upstairs.
"Hello, anybody there?" it was a man's voice, deep and husky, kinda young.
"Yeah down here, what's up?"
"I'm looking for the guy in charge, he down there?"
"Yeah come on down, bring a case with you." I may as well be getting some help loading this stuff, this kids gonna get a big shock when he realises his guy is a 5ft 7 blonde with boobs. Lil peered round to where the stairs were to see a tall, muscular, young guy with a case under each arm. Hmmm not bad, bit of a show off, probably an ass kiss too. But overall not bad.
"What are you doing here?" She eyed him up and down trying to imagine him outside her club next to Lou, the image made her chuckle a little under her breath.
"Erm yeah, I saw one of your signs, you have a job opening or something. Where do you want these anyway?" he gave her a cheeky grin, much like she expected from a wild five year old.
"You can just put those there." pointing on the table. He put them down with ease then stretched his arms out, as if relieving the strain of the two cases.
"Well before telling you about the job what's your name? Where you from? You do any drugs?" She had to vet this guy, even if he looked good.
"Well I'm Craig, I'm 23, I come from Minnesota, and nope just coffee, if you count that" he grinned at her again. God what was it with that grin, no 23 year old should grin like that, it annoyed her a little.
Walking closer to him she grabbed his arms and looked for marks, well he was telling the truth. "Ok Craig from Minnesota why do you think that you should get the job?"
Lil still wasn't too sure about this guy, he was too over confident for her liking, but it made him more sure in what he said.
"Well I'm guessing you're the guy I was looking for, so I want the job, I think you could use my help and from the way you have been eyeing me up you clearly want me." She looked at him, rolled her eyes and walked behind the plastic separators to stop herself from laughing in this kids face. "Not to mention that I really can't be arsed with the protocols the other clubs have, they all screw around, yours is more grab and go."
See that's more like what she was looking for, not some looker with his head up his ass. She came back through to where he was, this time it was her with the grin on her face.
"Ok then Craig you can start Friday night, show up at around 10 that's when Lou could use your help the most. Oh and no chatting up the girls either, they come to drink not chat to you."
Well that's one down, she just needed a barwoman and she'd be set.
