Gerald, Her name was Debbie and she tended bar in a nightclub in Northern Phoenix. I don't recall her wearing lipstick but she was wearing a faded pair of levis and a denim shirt and a red bandana hung out of her right rear pants pocket. It was an off evening and I came in from the heat of the streets for a beer or four and to listen to the southern rock band that had been playing there for the last few days. I don't remember what the band was playing or for that matter anything else as once she stood about ten feet in front of me and moved in time to the music my thoughts turned to other matters . It seemed like minutes as she swayed to the music and finally as she turned around and smiled at me as she passed by to continue her duties - without ever playing a card had she won from me what I've never won back . . . so if you need a name for her I'd think Debbie would be a good one. Anyrate, a pretty good model whatever you name her. - TJ