Three lawyers at happy hour

"What took so long to join us?"

"I'm not really one of you. It's just my clothes, not my body. The bar have a right to deny me service."

"They also have an LGBTQ flag in the window. Why make excuses not to go out?"

"Working en femme is exhausting enough. You all know that. You've done it your whole career. I feel like a poseur."

"That's a much less fun part of femininity. We still feel it. But we'd like to help you."

She hitched up her skirt and sat on a stool. A man dropped by, hitting on one of them, taking a sly dig at her. Her friends shook their heads and waved him away.

"You're a friend and coworker. We won't tolerate that."

This broke the ice. She discussed concerns she would not have in men's clothes, or with men. Nobody interrupted or competed for Most Exciting Concerns. Time passed quickly.

"Ma'am, it's a pleasure to have a classy new customer like you. Please return."

It took two days to fully believe that. Far less than the month before visiting in the first place.