Ella drank some water from her bottle before she put it down on the bar counter. Then she leaned down and took out a vodka bottle and slid it down the counter towards the guy.
"There you go, [i]sir[/i]" She said, dragging out on the word 'sir' that she always had to use when she talked to or served a passenger. 

Ella knew herself too well to know that she wouldn't stand to be in the same room as that guy for much longer, and she needed to find Tindy. She just wished that Tindy was alright, and hadn't gone craxy just yet.

"Hey, by the way. You haven't met someone namned Tindy, have you? She's part of the crew." Ella asked the guy. "Or have you been to busy making sure that your fancy clothes are okay?"