Kagome passed by another bar on her walk to work, another bar advertising things for Saturday. The area she worked in was considered to be home to lots of youth and thus it only made sense that the bars were trying to cater to them on the all important St. Patrick's day holiday. She could care less about it. St. Patrick's day meant that she'd probably come home to a smashed out roommate and that was something she was not looking forward to. As she rounded the corner a young bartender walked out and promptly greeted her.
"Hey miss, you doing anything Saturday?" Kagome was angry. Yes, she was doing stuff on Saturday- she'd stay holed up in her boyfriend's house. Huffing, she ignored the bartender and walked away. A few minutes later however she sighed. It really wasn't the bartenders fault and she felt a little bad about treating him that way.