The next day Piper awoke with an unusual sense of optimism of what they day would hold, Carpe Diem- seize the day and all that shit. Dressed in a floral dress, loaded with her bag full of newly printed CV's, she pulled her crimson coat tightly around her protecting herself from the bitter wind that Autumn had brought to New York. She thanked god she had decided to wear her thick tights and long leather boots and was enjoying walking through the Manhattan streets kicking the newly fallen leaves on the ground as she sought after a particular part of the city full of new and upcoming bars and restaurants which she had frequented in hope that someone would be hiring.
Twenty establishments later and Piper was nowhere closer to getting a job than she was when she set out over 3 hours ago, her mood beginning to sway more towards glass half empty rather than half full. She decided to head back towards her and Polly's apartment, calling into any bars she passed on her way back – pleasantly asking the bartenders to take her CV in case they hiring in the near future. Trying to stay positive, she mentally started to plan her outfit for her evening out with Polly.
There was a bar at the corner of Collingwood and Peterson Avenue, it was only a 15 minute walk from their apartment but Polly point blankly refused to go anywhere near the place saying the Rockabilly scene didn't agree with her. The bar often had live bands and a monthly burlesque show and seemed like a pretty cool place to work as bars go.
Taking off her coat, Piper made her way to the bar, Friday afternoon had brought many locals in groups blowing off some steam after a long week of work and one group in particular caught her eye clinking their glasses and having a toast as she walked in.
"Hey you, Laura Ingalls Wilder." Shouted an incredibly husky voice resonating from the group she had just passed, was she talking about her? Piper spun around confused to see whom they were referring to.
"We're skipping America before the Apocalypse wanna come?"
Catching the eye of the dark brunette, oh, she is talking to me. The woman oozed confidence, she wrapped her gorgeous red lips around her bottle of beer and took another swig while giggling with her group of friends. Piper blushed as her heart fluttered, "I'm sorry?" still a little confused and taken back by the Little House on the Prairie reference, a woman like that surely couldn't be well read – she must of miss heard her.
"What can I get for you?" a voice inquired from behind. She quickly span around to come face to face with the bartender,
"Oh, hi. I was wondering if you were hiring?"
Before the words even came out of his mouth, the bartender's eyes looked piper up and down which told her that even if they were hiring a WASPY looking blonde was the last thing they were looking for.
"No, I'm sorry." He replied already starting to walk away, Piper never being one to give in straight away, "Well can I leave this with you?"
"Honestly, It's just going to end up in a draw somewhere so.."
"Okay, well.." She looked around, oh what the hell, the day had been a complete waste of time, she may as well enjoy herself a little and go back to Polly in a reasonably good mood. ".. can I have a margarita then?" She could feel the eyes of the brunette burn into her as she took a seat at the bar. Shortly, a few cheers and laughs echoed from the table behind as she felt someone slowly make their way over towards her. God, she smelt as good as she looked.
"It's a little cold out for a margarita don't you think?" Piper looked up to see the tall brunette, up close she was even more beautiful, her sexy secretary glasses from a distance had hidden the most perfect green eyes she had ever seen.
Piper wasn't un accustomed to appreciating a woman, during collage there were many nights she had drunkenly got off with a girl and even had gotten to second base once or twice but she had always put this down to her 'Collage experimental phase' but now sitting down next to this beautiful stranger completely sober there was no explanation as to why her heart was beating so quickly in her chest.