Lan Fan and Sarah walked into the bar, Sarah took off the rather large straw hat and sunglasses she was using to protect her face. "So he won't give you an older id?"
"No, all my squishy bits are more than twenty but I'm still stuck being 17 all the time." Lan Fan replied. She ordered lemonade and a grilled cheese sandwich. "Its like he doesn't trust me."
"He relies on you to be his tech support, of course he trusts you," Sarah said. "Besides your not missing much." She ordered a rare steak and tomato juice.
"Says the girl who gets drunk from the smell." They both laughed and tore into their respective meals.