Happened actually a few weeks ago at a well known sports bar kind of place that opens up right onto the strip. Sunday morning about 11am. Much of the strip is still asleep but those that are awake all appear to be seeking something to make them forget their Saturday night sins. Me included.
I’m flying solo and had just a handful of hours before going to the airport, so I still down at the bar, order a beer and a burger. There are three female bartenders working. All attractive. One blonde. Two brunette. There also appears to be a 30 something male manager who’s doing some running of food and drinks.
The hotter of the two brunette bartenders is taking care of me. She’s friendly enough but seems to be bringing the energy you’d expect on a Sunday. As she drops off my second beer, the place is getting busy. She says she’ll be back to check on me in a bit.
I’m just people watching and waiting for my food when I see her and the manager go together into a bathroom. I see it only because the bar is in the middle of the space and my seat gives me an eyeline straight to that bathroom door. I am not sure but I think they are “individual” bathrooms.