RAZA
Well she’s not from around here. I have a feeling I would have seen her before - she seems like the type to occasionally get herself into trouble in bars. Someone to keep an eye on - for various reasons. I raise my brow at her greeting - it’s hardly the first time someone’s asked that. “Even if I was, you couldn’t afford me,” I reply with a bit of a twinkle in my eye. And it’s probably true - I’m worth far more than a simple bartender, but she’d never know that.
Swinging my legs around the other side, I scoot myself back behind the bar and drop down into bartender mode. Leaning against the back wall, where I know I’ve got a lovely little backdrop of assorted bottles and the like, I cross my arms in a picture of confidence. “So. What’s your name and what’s your poison?” We've got liquor, wine, ale, water... even fruit juice, but somehow that doesn't seem like her cup of tea.
Ah, tea. That's one thing we don't have.
Swinging my legs around the other side, I scoot myself back behind the bar and drop down into bartender mode. Leaning against the back wall, where I know I’ve got a lovely little backdrop of assorted bottles and the like, I cross my arms in a picture of confidence. “So. What’s your name and what’s your poison?” We've got liquor, wine, ale, water... even fruit juice, but somehow that doesn't seem like her cup of tea.
Ah, tea. That's one thing we don't have.
one line little quoety goes in this bad boi
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