There’s only laughter and a nod in response to his suggestions. Oh, she’ll go along with it. She has no choice. Liz is having the time of her life right now. As she turns to walk away, she brushes his cheek gently and gives him one last, involuntary smile.

She walks off to continue her shift as instructed, flirting shamelessly with her customers and getting more than a few odd looks from her coworkers who are used to her getting prickly when the men at the bar get too handsy.