George At The Bar
“Knowing Ria,” she poured a decent amount of beer into her glass and gulped a mouthful. “I don’t think she’s going to ever give up. She’s way too gone to give up. By the way.” She gestured with her hands for Elaine to come closer and when she did, she leaned toward her and whispered. “There’s a man who’s been staring at you for a while now. Oh my God, he’s making his way to you.”
“Who is that?”
“Don’t turn so it doesn’t look like we caught him already. Gosh, he’s creepy. He’s here.” Beth turned away and grabbed her glass of beer on the bar. She gulped it down and poured more into the glass.
Finally, the man got to them. With his back on the bar table, he stood before them, twirling the glass of cocktail in his hands. “Elaine Romano,” he called, a smile plastered on his face.
Elaine stiffened as she heard the voice before her. She cocked her head to the side, her eyes widening as they came in contact with the man. She let out a surprised chuckle. “George, it’s you.”
“Nice meeting again, right?”
“It’s a pleasure.”
“At least you’re not in trouble this time.”
She laughed. “At least I’m not in trouble this time. Nice drink.”
Beside her, Beth watched their interaction in confusion. Slowly, she shifted to Elaine’s side and whispered into her ears. “How the hell did you need this creepy man?” From afar she could already tell how creepy he was from the cocky grin on his insanely handsome face. Somehow, the man reminded her of her friend’s husband. He was like another version of Xavier Romano and it wasn’t quite pleasing to the eye. Though she was thankful he wasn’t as scary as Elaine’s husband.
“We met a few times. He’s the one I talked about. The one who I said helped me about the white Sedan and my spoiled car also,” she whispered back before returning her attention to George.
“Sorry for not introducing you both. This is my friend, Beth.” She gestured to Beth. “Beth, this is George, my two-times savior.”
“What? He’s not God.”
She nudged Beth in her arms, urging her to throw her ill expression out of the bar. Beth, just like Xavier, had suspected George’s kindness, the reason why they only met when she needed help. But now that they were meeting when she was alright and needed no help, she hoped that their view of the man would change. “Beth,” she scolded.
Beth grunted and faked a smile. Stretching her hands forward for a handshake, she began. “I’m Beth as you just heard her say. I won’t say it’s nice meeting you but… whatever.” The man took her hands with a smile that matched hers. “Thanks for saving my friend these few times. I appreciate it.” She didn’t want to sound ungrateful before the man. Moreover, if his expression and grin weren’t that way, she would’ve been truly grateful.
“It’s my pleasure. You don’t have to thank me.”
“That’s great then.” Beth pulled her palm from the man and returned her attention to her beer. She even had to take the one before Elaine and again popped it open with her teeth, passing the bartender a glare as he again stared at her with such weird eyes.
“So what are you doing here, Elaine? Never met you here before.” George asked, his eyes fixated on the woman.
“Well, we came here to celebrate a small victory. And you're right, it’s my first time here. But you, I don’t think that’s the case. Considering how you’re dressed like you live here.” She ended her words with laughter. He was so weird. The man was dressed in a white singlet that hugged his body, showcasing his muscles and packs to everyone. His pants rode down his legs and flowed all the way past his ankles to the floor and his shoe was barely visible due to the length of the pants.
“I know, right? I’m dressed this way because I own here and my house is barely a few meters away.”
“What?” Her eyes almost popped out of their sockets. “You own here?”
He shrugged. “It’s still growing. In the next year, it’s going to be more successful than this.”
“This place is excellent, George. You have quite good eyes. The interiors are everything. Oh my, I can’t believe it. But.. I thought you were just like a, you know, tech guy.” She took a sip of her beer. “Didn’t get me wrong. I mean, the way you were dressed the other day and… Forget it.” She had the ability to guess people’s careers from their clothes and truly, he’d dressed like one that day.
“I can’t take offense to that. You’re not wrong though, I’m a tech guy who owns bars and clubs and a few other businesses. Too long to start preaching about.”
“That is so impressive.”
“Thanks for your compliment. May I also compliment that you look good yourself. Gorgeous even.”
Beth cleared her throat from the side and she pushed down the blush that almost crept up her cheek from the man’s words. He was good at flirting, why was she only just noticing?
“Thank you.” Before she could say anything else, her phone pinged and lit up in her bag. She dipped her hands into the bag and pulled her phone out, opening the messaging app to see who it was that’d texted her.
‘Oh shit, I forgot about him,” she exclaimed when she saw that it was Xavier. It was his close time from work already.
Xavier: Where you at? I’ll come pick you up.
She immediately typed back.
Elaine: Sorry, baby. I was too occupied to text you about my location previously. I’m at this bar across the city. Not to worry, I’m leaving now. We’ll meet at home. Love you!
She looked over to Beth, communicating to her that it was time for them to leave. Grabbing her bag, she stood up from her chair.
“Umm, we’ll see some other time, George. We both have to leave now. My husband already texted.”
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