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Why? What's wrong with them?

They're just...Look, I know they get us better tips and evrything, but the guys anymore...it's not enough just to smack our butts, when a guy actually slides his hand up my shorts....we need new uniforms is all.

*scowls* Someone grabbed your ass Sookie? Who was it? I'll go..talk to them outside.

It was just....some guy. I didn't recognize him. He was probably just a tourist. It was just a thought I had.

Damn tourists. *softens* You ok chère? I'll think about the uniforms alright?

Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks, Sam. Maybe...make it optional? The shorts if you want them or...whatever else you decide on. I'm sure...certain people don't mind the short, or what the guys do to them while they wear em.

Yeah yeah, point taken. I'll think about it. *speaking mostly to himself* Might look unprofessional to have some wearing 'em some not. And like you said, others might be upset about it..

Or if you really want us to stick with the shorts, how 'bout you get yourself a pair too. See what it's like.

*laughs* Sookie, the folks put up with a lot to come to the bar, I think that might be the last straw for them. Besides, Lafayette would be gettin' the best view and I ain't sure how happy I would be about that.

Grins. Hey, we gotta keep our cook happy, and if that means you need to prance around the bar in hot pants...

Besides, I know a few people who'd even pay to see it.

He keeps himself happy enough. I certainly doubt he needs my help.

(That include you?) Uh, really? Anyone I know?

From what I hear, he's got a lot of people helping him stay happy.

Eyes wide, she looks down.

Uh...I think Dawn's got a little thing for you.

He running his mouth off to you again? He never does listen to me. Sorry Sookie.

I, um, Dawn likes any male. That's nothin' to do with me.

It's alright. The scary thing is, I'm almost starting to get used to it.

Well, a lot of local girls come in, I'm sure we can find you a good one.

Still, he should know better than to talk about such things in the presence of ladies. Dawn may encourage it, but you shouldn't have to put up with it.

Ah, thanks, but I don't need anyone. (I've already found one, dammit Sookie why can't you see that I love you?)

It's just a part of who he is, but I appreciate that, really.

Sam...please. I...You're my boss.

I..what? You know what I have some stocking to do but, I, I'll think about the uniform thing, ok? You have a good night chère.

You too, Sam. And thank you again.