he continues, “you will not be touching the Guinness until at least April.”I look to the other end of the bar where Elaina is drying glasses.“I thought you were supposed to be training me. He’s not the nicest teacher!”She smiles wickedly. “He’s nicer than me, and you know it.”She does have a point. I turn back to Daniel, who wears quite a smug expression for a guy wearing an apron. So it’s only a small waist apron barely noticeable against his fitted black T-shirt and jeans, but it is an apron.“Why don’t you show me, then?”I admit, I thought pouring and serving beverages would be much easier than this. I am counting on tips from this job to be my main spending money for this summer’s excursions, so I had better get good at this, quickly.“Here.” Daniel hands me another pint glass and guides my hand under the tap. “It’s all in the tilt of the glass and the speed of the pour. Once you get those two working together, you will have something that looks like this.”I’m lulled by the rhythm of his accent, which separates me from my perfect pour anxiety.
