“Okay, I can tell your day has been drab if you’re smashing half a marg on the first go,” Gee commented, flying around her as they made their way to the closed kitchen. Tinsel took her usual spot at the end of the bar, hanging her bag on the hook underneath and letting out an audible groan as she took a heroic first sip. Until then, she grabbed a slice of lime, used its juice to rim the glass before placing it face down in the Tajin chilli seasoning until there was an even coat lining the glass, poured the last of the frozen margarita mix as it churned from the slushie machine, flipped the switch off and added her original piece of lime as garnish.
Home based frozen margarita machine free#
While they were busy, it meant she had free reign of the music and she quickly queued a handful of Swet Shop Boys bangers to come on after the Madonna track faded away. Cutlery containers were collected, candles were rapidly blown out, tables were wiped, empty glasses were stacked and packed. “Ugh, you’re a gem!” They planted a kiss on the side of her cheek as they dashed off, Tinsel only half watching as Gee began swirling around the place like an organised tornado. “Then close away, don’t let me stop you.” She slipped behind the bar, taking the stem from them and using her hip to bump Gee aside. “It was so quiet, I sent everyone else home,” Gee rxeplied, grabbing one of the cocktail glasses. “Where’s Ray?” she asked, looking around and finding only one indoor table remaining that was occupied with patrons picking over her number one dish, the pulled pork nachos. Gee was in a variation of their standard uniform: bucket hat, eye catching earrings, tea towel thrown over their shoulder and cute sweater/blouse combo. The greeting did a lot to ease the discomfort that had been steadily growing until she’d stepped over that threshold. “I was just about to turn off the frozen margarita machine but could sense in my waters you were around the corner.” “Babbbbbbe!” her favourite bartender Gee yelled as they spotted her.
There was a tuckshop window that provided a view into the beer garden out the back and as she’d passed it, she’d seen that even there amongst the fairy lights and creeping vines, the crowd had dissipated. Thursday night festivities were just beginning to wind down when Tinsel pushed her way through the front door of The Fitzroy Pinnacle.
Her new novel features a horror-loving radio host who finds herself next on the killer's list after a bloody murder in the studio. Maria Lewis is a screenwriter, best-selling author, and pop culture etymologist based in Australia. The following is an exclusive excerpt and cover reveal for The Graveyard Shift, by Maria Lewis, coming in September from Datura Books.
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