Lesson Three....

Victor silently cursed his inability to eat mortal food as she spoke.

"You should open a restaurant "

She laughed and shook her head "No no no I have no patience to cook that much food for others."

"I can agree with that one"

"For friends yes, for strangers no." Shaking her head.

"And yet, you tend bar"

"That's money. I did body shots first" with a grin to see if he followed that in Spanish.

"Body shots?" He got the words, but not the concept. "I don't follow"

She smiled at him, "Depends on the drink, but basically sugar or salt is licked off of your body, shot done and then the fruit ender." with a soft laugh. "Lots of baby wipes are used."

"Okaaaayyyy..... I guess if people are paying well for it...."

"They did and still do." with a nod to him.

"Can't go wrong with that then"

"I just don't have to be the "table" anymore." with a nod to him. "I just supply the booze."

"Much more dignified I suppose"

"Tips aren't as good but it's less sticky too." with a grin to see if he was still keeping up in Spanish.

He snorted at that, although it took a moment to pick up on it all. "Always a trade off I suppose"

"yes you could say that." with a nod to him.

Victor glanced at his watch and smiled

"It seems we are going over our time. Perhaps again in another week?"

"I will be back in school full time, working full time and still taking care of the house where I am still living." with a nod to him. "I'll have time to sleep when I'm dead right?"

"you know what, I have a pretty solid grasp of this, I think I am good from here. Why don't you call me in a few months if you have some free time and see if I need anything else? Provided of course, you are satisfied with your progress in what I have been teaching you"

"Sounds good so Russian next, when my and your schedule allows?" with a warm smile at him.

"Certainly"

"Thank you sir.' with a nod to him gathering her stuff up.