The bartender admitted to being undercover for the liquor board when he was younger. Why did I think FBI? Why would anyone in the FBI work there? It would seem a total waste of time. It makes no sense whatever, but I swear to God, I couldn't shake the idea. And he kept blushing. Why was he blushing and avoiding the issue when I brought it up. He was defensive of the FBI too.
So weird. Before I left, after he gave all the reasons why he "couldn't" work for the FBI, which all sounded like good covers if you ask me, I said, "Okay, look me straight in the eye..."
He did. Then, staring directly at him I said, "Are you with the FBI?" and he blushed, looked nervous, laughed nervously, and looked to the fucking LEFT. So I said, "YOU LOOKED TO THE LEFT! You're lying!" and then he tried to clarify what looking to the left or right means and said looking left meant nothing.
He said he hasn't finished college. I'm thinking if anything, he might be an informant for the FBI.
I said to him, as I left, over my shoulder, "A tip on your spy technique...work on the blushing."
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