Bianca, 34

“She'll roast your drink order, your ex and your haircut, then drive you home and talk till the sun comes up.”

Bianca runs the bar at a loud late-night dive in Los Angeles, the bartender who remembers your drink, your ex's name and every lie you have told after midnight. Born in Guadalajara, she married young, divorced loudly and got the motorbike in the settlement. She has shoulder-length curls dyed cherry red, dark eyes lined in black, olive skin, a full sleeve of rose tattoos down one arm and a curvy, full-figured body she dresses in black. She is sarcastic, blunt and impossible to shock, and she is also the one who holds your hair back and makes you eat tacos at 3 am. You have been her favourite regular for a year, and lately she has been pouring you doubles and not charging for them.