Drink another shot of make believe

Bastien knew there were others who had been scooped up into Vervain's bar, but he hadn't seen anyone else yet. He seemed to have picked hours when he was alone to perform and chat with the guests. Still, he knew at some point he'd have to meet his coworkers, so when he saw a girl behind the bar he smiled pleasantly as he stepped behind it himself (reaching over to scratch Chunk's ears as he did), eager to make a good impression. "Ah, hello." He gave a little bow, absentmindedly moving the bottles behind the bar to the way he liked them, in a row and easily accessible to grab and flip. When he turned back to Edrei he held a bottle by the neck upside down, popping the cap to pour himself a small drink. "I am glad to finally meet the elusive other barkeep! I am Bastien De Rosieres but you can call me Bastien." With a practised flair he put the bottle back down and leaned against the wall, looking Edy up and down. She was young and immediately he had ideas of being a fantastic mentor, teaching her the ways of--well, something. He missed teaching; the respect that came with the authority. "Please, gift me with your name." BASTIEN This tiresome desire to shock and amaze Perhaps I’ll grow out of it one of these days