Took my main girl to a low key bar in Miami last night.  Place was shady as hell; no official signage or entrance, just a back alley door.  Inside was a completely different spot, and was staffed with 3 HB8-9s.

I put our drink order in (and am eye fucked heavily in the process) and my girl goes to pay and we notice the bartender shading her debit card info with a pencil onto the tab and writing down her license number over by the register.  She brings it back and my girl challenges her actions and rips the info off the receipt.  Bartender gets bitchy and states it's 'company policy' (um it's a hole in the wall bar, not a fucking fortune 500 corporation) and she said I'll have to get the manager.  She looks at me and smiles and throws her hair back.  She goes back and starts gossiping with the other bartenders until he comes out.  We go off on him about what happened and he feigned innocence and that 'She should've asked you prior.'  My girl bitches him out about her personal info being up for grabs like that, especially since we're from out of state.  His true colors came out and he backs down and says the drink is on the house, as well as the next round. 

All the bartenders are staring at us, and the manager goes back to the girl who took our order and seemingly reamed her out about what happened.  It's very likely he made her pay for our shit out of her tips. 

We down our first round of drinks, and I go back for seconds but speak to a different girl.  She just finishes making them and the bartender who tried to fuck us over before comes over and starts whispering in her ear.  The girl looks back and is about to dump the drinks when I call out and just say to hand them over.  She did so quick enough, but I bet the other girl wanted to spike the drinks or try and throw in a lie to prevent her from serving us.

After we sit down the bar the original girl is walking back and forth talking with the other chicks while staring at us and literally ignoring a whole line of people.  The other bartenders seemed to mildly dismiss her, as she attempting to explain what happened.  It was clear that she was knocked down a few pegs socially, and professionally and was talking shit to hamster her way out of being responsible.  My girl eyed her down and we just laughed as we drank in front of her.  She pouted in misery like a fucking child as she was now the prime fuck up for the night amidst customers and co-workers.  And undoubtedly, she is no longer favored by her boss, whether she was before or not. Even worse, it was all facilitated by another female who trumps her in attractiveness and intelligence.  Mine.  It became even more evident to me that the reason she did this was because she wanted to fuck me but was jealous of my girl, so she went nuclear to try and fuck up our visit there.  'If I can't have him I'll make sure she won't be happy with him.'

TL;DR: AWALT, preselection/competition. Bitches will do anything to try to boost their value in a social setting amidst other women, and in this case, try everything they can to protect themselves from being shunned by their own circle when they fuck it up.