(Y/n) sighed as she dried off some of the shot glasses.
Another day, another bunch of drunk assholes coming in and trying to hit on her, or get her number; she had heard pretty much every pick up line you could think of.
But even still this job was rather entertaining... Drunkards would pour out all of their problems to her like she was some sort of therapist, and that's what she liked about her job. Tonight was just like every other night.
She got some tips, gave some advice, was cat called a bit...
But that's when a certain trio walked into the club, all three of the girls walked over to the bar.

"Ohohon~!"
"Kesesese~!"
"Fususususu~!"

"Bartender lady!" The one with a very distinct german accent yelled, I mentally groaned and turned around.
"May I get you anything?" I asked.
"Ja! I'll have three beers!"
I nodded and made a mental note.
"And you two?" I asked.
"Tequila chica, five shots please!" The second one, obviously spanish asked.

You looked at the third one in the trio. She had beautiful blond hair that was up in a bun, and was wearing an amazing dark blue dress with only one strap.
"Just a glass of wine for me please mon amour." She said, a slight flirty smirk was played on her lips.

You took out three beers sliding them across the counter to the albino, pouring the rest of the alcohol needed for the others.
She handed the two of them their alcohol.
"Here you are." You said.
"Danke frau!"
"Gracias!"
"Thank you." (I forgot how to say it in french...)

The rest of the night was rather boring really, the three of them kept ordering alcohol, and now the German and Spaniard were drunk dancing; the third one however, stayed behind.
"Here you are." You said giving her her third glass of wine.
"Thank you mon amour. You can call me Francine. What's your name amour~?"

"(Y/n), good to meet you." You lied. This is how it would always start. "I'm sorry if my friends have bothered you, we can get a little wild."
"No not at all! Trust me I've seen worse." You both chuckled at that.

"So beautiful~" she sighed.
"Hm?"

"Sorry, just admiring your beautiful face. I seem to have forgotten my number, so I can't give it to you. Mind giving me yours?" She asked, tracing her hand across your jawline.
((Smooth af.))

Your elbows rested on the counter.
"And why should I give you my number?" You asked, a smirk forming on your lips. You loved playing games like this.
"Because mon amour, I'm more decent then most people that you've seen today; non?" She chuckled.
"Hmm..." You said, "decent point, alright. You've earned it, how did you know I was into girls?" You asked curiously, writing your number down on the respite for her bill and giving it to her.
"I didn't, but I know I would've come back every night just to see your face again."
Francine was certainly a good player.

((Sorry that took forever Tweak_Agatha_Bunny . There's your fluff!!! Sorry that I suck at flirting XD
Hope you enjoyed, sorry that it was short!))