To tell you the truth, I was more than a little surprised.
I went up to the bar like normal and ordered two beers – one for my friend and one for me – when the bartender asked me to come behind the bar.
He wanted to take a picture of me in costume.
I slid through the crowd and behind the bar.
The bartender handed his phone to a patron, laid his head on my…. ahem… breasts, and proceeded to wait for the picture to be taken.
Here’s a photo of us getting our photo taken. Thank you Brad for the picture!
Here are my other pictures from the night.