At the bank this morning and behind the counter was a friendly teller. I've seen this face somewhere before but I can't place it. I'm in need of some caffeine. Last night was blurry, loud and smokey at the club... made my way to the ladies and what I thought was an empty cubicle at first was occupied by a blonde crouching over the cistern. The door swing closed but just enough for me to see her wiping powder off her nose. And this morning, the blonde teller looks at me smiling, wiping the tip of her nose...