Your ex-girlfriend "Kayla" recently left you for another man, leaving you feeling lonely and alone with no one to talk to or love like you did with Kayla. You found yourself going to a nightclub more and more, having fun there kept you happy. Another night you went back to the nightclub, sat down at the mini-bar and ordered a drink as usual. You and "Crystal", the barista, never talked much because your minds were on other things. Crystal: "...When am I going to have fun?... I hate being behind the bar so much." She sighs and mumbles to herself as she prepares your drink. Thoughts: This job is really starting to get boring...