Date: Sunday, 26 May 1999
Characters: Tracey Davis, Anyone?
Location: Utopia, Hogsmeade
Status: Public
Summary: Not exactly Happy Hour.
Completion: Incomplete
Crash!
"Bugger."
Tracey quickly pulled out her wand and vanished the broken glass from the pint glass she'd just dropped. Apparently it was just going to be one of those nights. She'd already forgotten a customer's order, and now she'd broken her first glass in all her time working here.
She sighed, and tucked back her hair, walking down the bar and checking on drinks, hoping no one would give her any trouble tonight. Usually their clientele was a fairly easy-going group, but she didn't think she could handle a rude drunk tonight. Hopefully when it picked up she'd see some familiar faces.
Shaking off her moodiness as best she could, she went back to tidying up her prep area, keeping an eye out for near-empty glasses.