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[thiefprinceremy]

It was a Friday Saturday night, and Remy figured the place could use a little sprucing up.

By way of shirtless bartending. Never let it be said that the man wasn't a fount of good ideas. Of course, this didn't mean that he was but that was beside the point

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[nofightingbears]

There is a Kyo inside the Delicate Flower room.

He was just curious, really!

And the sight of a man tending bar shirtless makes him frown. What the hell kind of place is this?

The cat ears are better for picking up the music! Really!

[thiefprinceremy]

Well you know what they say about curiosity and cats...

Remy arched a brow, just slightly, tilting his head, "Evenin' petit." He was being polite! Lookit!

[nofightingbears]

So far, Kyo has only just managed not to die. It seems unlikely that he has multiple lives.

"Uh, hi, I guess."

Petit?

"I've never been here before."

It's more a defense than an explanation.

[thiefprinceremy]

He shrugged, elbows on the bartop, chin on his hands, "Seems t'be t'norm, act'lly. Not a lot've people know t'place is here."

As far as Remy was concerned? This was a travesty. Or something close enough.

[nofightingbears]

"What, uh, is this place, exactly?"

Seeing mostly naked men while practicing something is fine. Mostly naked men just standing around being mostly naked is very, very odd. Kyo felt as though he had stumbled on something that he wasn't necessarily going to like.

[thiefprinceremy]

Remy? Smirking? Why I nevar!

"S'Madame Lilly's. T'Deliate Flowers Brot'el an' Nightclub." It was rare enough that he gave the full title.

"Name's Magnol'a, at y'service." Okay, now he was just rubbing it in.

[nofightingbears]

Kyo's face was much redder than his hair.

By a vast long shot.

His mouth opened a couple times, and then shut.

"I don't suppose this like a geisha house, where all you do is play traditional instruments and dance?"

[thiefprinceremy]

Remy? Actually had to think about that one.

Finally he concluded: "Non, not really like t'at at all."

[nofightingbears]

"oh. So, um, you just offered to sodomize me, right? Or you know, the other way around?"

His voice is soft, and he looks as though his brain has completely broken.

[thiefprinceremy]

He actually had to struggle not to snicker. He did, however, manage, finally shaking his head, "Non, well, not 'less s'what y'want."

He shrugged again, "S'a lot've t'ings we do here."

[nofightingbears]

"Oh. Um, then that would not be on the list."

Kyo is on firmer ground, now. "Can I get a can of coffee?"

Because, well, he is at a bar. A bar in a cat house was still a bar.

[thiefprinceremy]

Wow, lookit that, you managed to confuse him, way to go Kyo!

"... y'mean, jus'... like grounds?"

[nofightingbears]

Kyo blinked. "Oh, they don't have those other places? It's just, you know, coffee, in a can. Like from a hot vending machine. There's one at the subway, right next to the panty machine."

He didn't blush when talking about the panty machine, but it could be because he was beyond such petty embarrassment. Or couldn't be embarrassed any more.

[thiefprinceremy]

"huh." Remy shrugged, "Don' t'ink' so, never seen 'em m'self. Know m'way 'round t'espresso machine t'ough." He'd learned that right quick.

And it was shiny! He liked the espresso machine a lot.

[nofightingbears]

Well, the canned stuff wasn't that great anyway.

"Fine. So, what do yo do all day? It's not very busy here."

He's calming down. After all, at least this another guy and he won't have to worry about turning into a cat.

even as he thinks it, his teenage mind takes it he wrong way, making him wince and blush.

[thiefprinceremy]

He shrugged, "Some people jus' make appointments, s'prob'ly most've our business really. But we stay open 'case t'ere's walk-ins."

And then, because Remy was like that, Kyo was given a soup-bowl sized cup of latte. There was a sleeping cat drawn in the foam.