A sip for posterity

'So this is my life now,' I thought, catching myself staring at the city's skyline glittering with thousands of different lights of the city's nightlife. 

With a crystal of iced scotch in my hand, perfectly soft pillows below my bum, and the air conditioning of the penthouse working hard to keep the air fresh and just the right temperature….

I took a slow, deliberate sip while fighting off the desire to twist my face. 

Still young, I never really had the chance or the opportunity to get used to drinking alcohol. And while I was aware that people rarely drank it for its taste… 

"Hon! Look at all those!" Fay called out from over the counter of the bar fitted to the side of the main living area of the penthouse. 

It took her only a quick show of mine to catch up on the idea of bartending. And with the use of all the tools and supplies the thoughtful management of this unit provided, she has long surpassed whatever I've taught her.