at the bar the other day.
sittin with the guys, they are talking about how the gals working arent social.
at all.
they are even snobby.
my friend says “hey Lor, something smells good. which one are you wearing”
i say
“funny you should ask” and whip out a bunch of bottles.
i want to be secret and sneak pheromones onto the bar somewhere. watch the place open up a little.
ok,alot.
but my FRIEND, not understanding “secret” asks the bartender to strategically place our newly doused napkin behind the bar!
im thinking dude! wth!
she looks at the bottle.
“ohhhh, for attraction and stuff, right?” 
<– yes that is the look she made.
no no its not for that.
wow, ok,she says, i dont feel different.anyways, where do you want this napkin?
30 minutes go by.
im past my curfew, i leave.
the friend calls.
" OMG Lor, they pulled up a stool and are talking to us!"
who?
“the bartenders! one just told us her the details of how she came to work there even though her boyfriend owns a bar somewhere else.(cant repeat that story 
) the other one just went through her whole life from childhood- her relationship with her mother, her father secretly sending her money, her educational background, how she feels about everything…”
no kidding.
while i was there, i didnt see (and yes i was looking) obvious signs of any atmospherical change.
the bartender made small talk with me, even laughed, and she has never acknowledged me before.
i was thinking ok,small hit maybe.
as soon as i leave, everyone little by little started getting comfortable letting out little known secrets about their past, their families,their “relationships”.
wish i was able to stick around longer.
had to be a major hit or series of hits though to be getting a call as soon as they realized the ice-princesses had feelings!
