Here is a brief extract:
“Why are guys such jerks?!” The young woman smacked her palm on the counter with a thunderous thwack.
Behind the bar, Evan spun around, startled and amused. “Can I get you anything?”
It’s been a while since I wrote this, but I do remember being quite proud of writing a bar story as a non-drinker. “Honesty” was partly inspired by a conversation I had with a bartender about two years before I wrote it, as well as a few things my naive, romantically-challenged self had begun to observe at the time of writing.