On seeing him, she let out a ripe squeal and sidled up beside him. Whoever else she'd been talking to was quickly forgotten in favor of Barbie. "You know I'm a very friendly person, Dale Barbara. The bottle of vodka behind the bar an' I happen to be especially close right now."

She laughed, hoping that her merriment would be contagious and that he wouldn't try to scold or lecture her. She wasn't entirely in control of her faculties, but she could get by. Besides, she still had work to do. "I like your outfit. What are you supposed to be?"