I hung up the fake call from Jean. And put it loudly enough on the bar counter. To add to the dramatic effect, I took off my mask and lowered my head holding my painless forehead in an injured fashion, making myself look "pathetic" and gulping down my martini in one gulp, finally bringing tears to my eyes. Damn, I should have changed my profession to become an actress.
"Rough night miss" my dramatic acting provocation finally hit, Andreas Maximo sympathized with me.
"Not even your business sir." I answered briefly while "showing off" my eyes which I was sure were already teary and then again made a sign for the bartender to fill my glass and then drink the contents again quickly.
