I've been working on a cocktail called grounds for divorce

Edy #nofilter The secret was totally going to be that his MILF was not straight, or that she— —I'm the owner of this bar Fucking hell. Of course she was. Now Edy was going to get a fucking earful about stealing, or imitating a worker (go ahead mom, there hav to be actual workers around here to imitate if— — and you're hired as of right now Oh. Pursing her lips slightly, Edy narrowed one eye with comical mischievousness. "Not even gonna ask for a resume, huh." The teenager twittered, still waiting for the other shoe to drop and Vai to suddenly start talking about sex dungeons or some shit. Glancing around the relatively calm establishment, Edy rolled her bony shoulders in a slight shrug. Well, it wasn't like she was doing anything else with her time. "I'm Edrei Launceleyn, former member of the guard, and now bartender extraordinaire." Tipping her new boss a wink, Edy leaned forward suggestively on the bar and raised her eyebrows. "And you? "