Rani enters and immediately goes to the minibar to order a drink which will distract her. One sip of alcohol that hit the wall of her throat, would surely make her feel like he was floating.
She sat on the available chair and looked at one of the male bartenders who looked quite young and quite handsome. "I want to order a Belluga Gold Line one glass," she said like a girl who used to walk into a nightclub.
"Are you sure, miss?" asked the bartender with a mischievous smile while occasionally looking at Rani's chest, both workers and guests who came turned out to both have perverted views.
Rani notices it, but she lets it go, just say share. "Why am I here if I don't drink alcohol? Only weak girls refuse alcohol." She said with a lopsided smile as if ignoring the barman's question in front of her.
