The Sun On A New World

Where Everyone Knows Your Name
"Olivia!" A man across the bar called. "How about one more drink 'round this way!?"

Olivia let out a very womanly laugh, making her way to a different table carrying varying items from food to drink. "I'm sorry Jonas, you've built up your tab for the entire month. And you know how Vivian gets about money!"

The man called Jonas growled. "Damn silver-haired woman. The money goes straight to Jason anyway, he manages it, why does he leave her in charge of collecting?"