Great Scene in "Manhunting"

“You floozies work here, or are you just holding up the bar?” Kate turned and found Jake with his arms crossed, leaning on the bar behind her. “I don't mean to interrupt, but we've been signaling for beer for quite a while back there.” A lock of dark hair had fallen over his eyes, and his grin was warm and familiar, rakish under his mustache. He was so cute. Her buddy.

She crossed her arms and leaned on the bar to mimic him, leaning over until her nose was an inch from his and their hats touched. “Maybe you just weren't sending the right signals, sugar,” she drawled.

Jake looked at her, startled. Then Kate saw his eyes darken and noticed the sudden heat that was there.
She flushed and he smiled.

“I'll tell you what,” he said, his voice low and husky. “You tell me the right signals, and I'll send them.”

She went hot and then cold and then hot again, and his smile widened.

“Two beers, Nancy,” he said without taking his eyes off Kate. “And hurry it up. I've been waiting a long time.”

When he'd gone, Nancy said, “Do you want me to pour some ice water over your head?” When Kate didn't say anything, she added, “I warned you to be careful.”

“What happened there?” Kate tried to breathe. “I feel like I just got hit by a truck.”

“And about time, too. The past couple of days here, most people in the bar have been wishing the two of you would just sleep with each other and get it over with. The sexual tension is kind of getting to all of us.”

“What sexual tension?” Kate asked. “We're friends.”

“The sexual tension that just plastered you all over the bar,” Nancy said.

Kate carefully didn't look back at Jake for fear her knees would go. God, she'd been stupid. “Am I the last to know?”

“Pretty much, although Jake ran you a close second. He's been so careful about women for so many years, and then you sneak up and poleax him from behind. I can't tell you how we've enjoyed it.”

“We who?”

“Ben and I, for starters.” Nancy leaned on the bar and laughed. “I'll never forget when he came in and told us all about you the first day he met you, laughing his butt off about you and a couple of guys at the luau. He said you
were a cute kid. We had this picture of a sort of tomboy type, maybe twenty, not too together. Then here comes this cool blonde into the bar.” Nancy laughed again at the memory. “Ben took one look at you that night and said, ”This boy is in trouble, and he doesn't even know it. “And sure enough, here we are. And of course, we've all thought for quite a while that it was about time Jake got serious about somebody, so we've just kept our
fingers crossed. Everybody knew the two of you were going to end up together.”

“How?” Kate asked dazedly. “Why?”

“It's a small town,” Nancy said. “We've been watching each other fall in and out of love forever. Beats TV.