Marv listened to the clicking of her wedge heels on. She was shaking and her hair was a wolf cut mess. She was shaking; the anxiety was crawling up her back. Marv was nervous, like she was back on the front lines. She shook off the chills and kept toward the bar where Lace stood working, wiping off the counters. Marv got behind the bar, placed her bag into the safe and pulled on her waistcoat, fixing the name tag.
"Hey Lace," Marv said, pulling out her ice and the fruits.
"Afternoon," she said. Her normally perky attitude was gone. It made Marv even more nervous.
Marv leaned against the counter, crossing her legs. "I just got an opening and I will make it to the party" Lace perked up at those words.
She grabbed Marv's hand. "this is so exciting. You will just have to talk to the boss to get the invitation," she expressed. "He didn't want an uninvited guest" Marv's heart dropped.
