"Why, are you an actor? Because what I need is an actor. A hot, young, reasonably competent actor." Jenna narrowed her eyes at the thin young man sliding her a tequila shot across the scarred bar counter. "Can you act?" "Well, since I've never actually tried it, I won't say I can and I won't say I can't." He flashed his dimples again. "Why, you offering, ma'am?" "Fuck it." Jenna snatched the tequila shot and bulleted it down her throat. She slammed the empty glass down on the bar.