Jake Randolph in "Requiem For A Stripper" Pt. 72

I kept an eye on the girl on stage, so as not to arouse any suspicion. She was an attractive girl with fiery red hair and pale skin. And two breasts that would make watermelons feel inadequate.

I went up to the bar and ordered a bourbon on the rocks. The bartender was a short man with sunken eyes and cheeks that looked like corduroy. He put a glass with ice in it in front of me and grabbed a bottle of bourbon.

"Is that the good stuff?" I asked with a grin.

"As good as you'll get in here!"