Cloth wiping across maple benches. The clink of almost finished cups as they collected on trays. Several bouts of yelling outside before the doors slammed closed. Warm orange lights dimmed into a comfortable haze in the bar until the trays found their way to the sink. Jokes passed lethargically between the four left inside. Hot soapy water. Clatter of cups. Squeaks of cloth on glass. Rhythmic thuds of stacking. First drop on the glass.
'Thanks, guys and Kat for your hard work tonight. As some of you guys know we will be taking on a new hand tomorrow night. So if you see them falling behind or struggling with anything help them along as much as you can and try and be patient with them.', said a tall thin man who rested against the back doors frame whilst he gave his speech, smiling through the sighs of bored workers.
Kat with the combined enthusiasm of everyone else in the room jumped into her investigative mode with rapid fire questioning. Whilst everyone else passed into the