Part 1 of 9 - The Bartender

Only 15 minutes left in my shift. Just me, the boss and the broad in the corner, who hasn't ordered shit for at least an hour. Says she's waiting for somebody.  She's probably too dumb to realize she's been stood up. Seen that lots of times.  Mr. Russo still won't let me leave until she goes, though. As usual, he's sitting in his favorite spot at the end of the bar, going through the receipts.  And, as usual, he doesn't look happy.