Dana tossed the bottle of vodka into the air and watched as it came back down, snatching it from the air from behind her back. She twirled the bottle around her fingers passing it between her hands as she practiced. It always amused the drinkers when she did little tricks like that and since she the dance club part of the joint didn’t open for another fifteen minutes, she figured she should get some practice in before the first customers came.
She watched the club get ready to open, servers getting their aprons on in the eating area and up keep running the vacuum along the carpeted areas and mopping the dance floor.
She smiled and tossed the bottle up again and watched it flip in the air before she snatched it again and put it back on the top shelf. .
Arriving at Eden did two things, most days. First, it could completely fuck everything up, sending her into a downward spiral of lets go kill everyone mentality, or it could make her day, depending if she got along with the people she encountered or not.
Today, her first victim was the barrista, Dana. Shockingly enough, she didn’t hate the girl as much as she hated most everyone else.
Letty slid into the bar, sat down. ‘Hey.’ She said sharply, hoping to frighten the barrista. ‘Got anythin’ good?’ She leaned onto the counter, running her tongue over her teeth as she gave the girl a smirk.