The phone conversation ended and she she shut the little phone and looked up from her pda laying on the table. "Another?" she looked up and saw the bartender standing over her.

"Thank you," she said a bit distracted.

"You seem like a busy young woman?"

"Too busy," she said with a little chuckle.

"We don't get much call for Grand Marnier." He looked toward the empty bar then motioned to the chair across the table. "May I?"

"Sure, have a seat. I was just driving through and my car...."

"Oh so Franks working on your car?"

"Yes, Oh," she lifted her hand to ward him. "I'm Sbbe Smith."

"I'm Frank, I'm filling in for Hank he runs the place."

"It's not very busy this morning is it," she said glancing around at the almost empty bar.