Sophie Smith carefully scrutinized the woman selling alcohol in front of her, no, she should say the girl.
The girl had a delicate face, shoulder-length short hair tied into a high ponytail, and clear, bright large eyes. Judging by her appearance, she should be around eighteen or nineteen years old.
The girl had an Eastern face; she was indeed a newcomer to this bar, having only started selling alcohol here two days ago. Naturally timid, seeing as most of the bar patrons were Western men, she felt somewhat shy and didn't dare to approach. But unintentionally, she noticed a group of sophisticated Eastern men sitting together and mustered the courage to walk over.
"Gentlemen, would you like to buy some alcohol?"
To be honest, Sophie Smith thought the girl in front of her was too naive. If a bottle of wine could be sold with just such a simple sentence, then this business was far too easy.
