I was a bartender for 15 years and never allowed anyone to "fondle" me. Tip or no tip. I did my best to keep the little twerp at arms length and short of slapping the sh*t out of him nothing worked. I'm paying him for a overpriced drink, lousy hot dog, poor quality rum punch (taste like Hawaiian Punch) short changed every time and suppose to let him fondle me? I don't think so. So now FTWB buys me a bottle of water, brings it to me and he goes to the bar and has his beer. Next time we'll go upstairs.