// sun comin' up on a dream come around //
"It's only polite to ask," Danta purrs, helping her to get settled at her seat before the bar before he leans in to deliver a kiss to her cheek and joins her. "That's what I'm told, anyway. I've at least learned a few manners since opening this place." And a certain gentleman butcher has probably helped out with that too. "Ah, one of those days? Say no more." Gesturing to the barman, he delivers them a bottle of some good Halovian whiskey and two frosted glasses, leaving it up to them to decide their measures.
Danta decides that triples are a good start, sliding Flora's glass across to her just as she leans in, and he scoffs out a laugh. "Not recently," he says, "but yes. Granted, I usually make sure he damn well knows if there's a fight coming. I think I greeted him by slapping him across the face, once." Smirking at the memory as if it's something to regard rather fondly now, he gestures for Flora to continue.
"I take it that's part of how your day is going?"
Danta decides that triples are a good start, sliding Flora's glass across to her just as she leans in, and he scoffs out a laugh. "Not recently," he says, "but yes. Granted, I usually make sure he damn well knows if there's a fight coming. I think I greeted him by slapping him across the face, once." Smirking at the memory as if it's something to regard rather fondly now, he gestures for Flora to continue.
"I take it that's part of how your day is going?"
Dantalion
// one hundred years from the empire now //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
