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[ The time is: 23:18.

The location is: BAR ALTITUDE.

You are currently: a) seated at the bar and waiting for a drink- that bartender's taking his sweet time, isn't he?

b) already drunk and dancing it out on the dance floor, planning to burn it up, yeah?

or

c) standing by the entrance looking like a lost soul and wondering just why in the hell

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[And poking his head in to check if Shizu-chan is about before completely coming in. Really, the worst thing would be to in such a small area without any means of proper escape -- save causing destruction anyway. Ah well. Not his fault. His shoulders give a shrug before waving cheerfully at the bartender.]

Mu-chan! You actually got the job here. I'm proud of you.

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[ --right, Shizuo, the one that did Mukuro's interview and that Izaya continues to have ongoing grudge battles with mostly resulting in a lot of broken glass and blood pressures to high to be entirely healthy. But who is he to judge? ]

Did you doubt my ability?

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[He takes his seat on one of the unoccupied bar stools around the counter. Brief moment to check his phone to see if there were any messages on the forums or otherwise to quickly troll, and deciding that there were not.]

No. Shizu-chan just is a surprisingly difficult person to get along with, right?

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[ So far, so good, at least until Shizuo spots Izaya in here, that is. Mukuro slides right along over, snagging a clean class in the same movement, starting to prep a drink. ]

He does seem a little on edge. Does he get enough calcium?

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I hope not. Maybe more of his bones will break and he'll be laid up in the hospital without me having to worry about him.

[His shoulders shake a little as he starts to laugh and think that is a disgustingly great idea. Really. Though, he wouldn't have his fun of picking on him as Kanra if that were to happen so perhaps not.]

I would like an Angel Chip, please.

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How terrible of you to say. [ Has anyone told Izaya that he's kind of a sadistic motherfucker? Not that Mukuro would say anything about it, considering his own background.

Anyway- one Angel Chip (really?) coming right up. ]

It's on the house.

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Is it? It's only fair given how many things he's thrown at me. [And really for no reason. It was Shizu-chan's fault for making an enemy out of him, after all. No need to take it so personally.

Really, he was feeling playful and not the usual spiteful kind. Wasn't that nice? He takes the cheery to dip it into the red cocktail before pulling it out slowly. A bit later the red of the drink moves to where the cherry just was turning slightly white and revealing the faint image of lips within the drink before slowly dissipating.

Yes, he did look this up before he came on his iPhone because it sounded like fun.]

Ah, thank you. Mu-chan is being extra nice to me today.

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Come now, you and I both know that's due to no little incentive on your part. [ Maybe Izaya's face pissed him off, or whatever. Either way, Mukuro's only props one elbow in the counter, cradles his face in the palm of his hand and regards Izaya with a faint smile. ]

It's customer service. [ Nothing more. And honestly, Izaya, what a queer drink to choose to order, but Mukuro watches with something like smug satisfaction as the image materialises. ]

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Really. What a good bartender you are to realize the woes of your client. [It probably was just that. But Izaya thought that his face was quite nice -- attractive even.]

How many drinks do I get on the house? [And can they somehow be billed to Shizu-chan? Probably shouldn't push his luck too much as he was already invading a space that he wasn't allowed in. Eats the cherry happily.]

How are you liking your job here so far?

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Is that what you'd call it? [ It's not all about the face value of things, Izaya. Your personality stinks and you're a manipulative dick to boot. What redeeming qualities? ]

You'll make me lose it before I form an opinion, if you stay. [ That means no more drinks on the house, bring some money next time, Izaya. ]

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It is. [Makes for a very kawaii girl online.]

I see, I see. I'm also sure that I'd make Shizu-chan lose his too if he sees me here. But, then he'd have as much time as me. [Not good at all. Time to start drinking his cocktail.]

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[ Sure it does. ]

What devotion you have to one another. [ It's almost romantic, how enamoured Izaya and Shizuo are with one another. Always chasing after one or the other, showing their affection through rather physical means-- ]

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Only when the thought comes to me. [No need to be jealous, Mu-chan.]

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Should I be jealous? [ Why should he be. ]

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No. I always make time for my real friends.