Characters: Smoke, Grift, Cheers, possibly Goodbye, and OPEN to anyone else coming to the bar's grand re-opening /o/
Date/Time: Monday Jan 4th early evening until Tuesday Jan 5th early morning
Location: Smoke's Bar (Bazaar Island, 2nd Level), now open!
[Link here for map reference!]Rating: PG13 for pub humor, drinks all around, and general
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There weren't too many people around yet when she scampered up the steps to the front door. Early seemed good, though. Maybe she could have a word with Smoke before he got too busy--it was his big night, after all.
"Hello!" she called into the bar as she shrugged out of her coat. "Are early-comers admitted yet?" She tugged on her ponytail, to make sure it was in place, straightened her top and the hem of her skirt, and ventured on inside. "It looks even better now."
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Then he put them down and stepped forward again. "So what's up with you? Haven't seen you since I went all furry."
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"You don't say," she said, a laugh spilling from her anyway. "It is very convenient, but it must've been a real windfall to you!
"Hooray!" She raised her arms, mimicking his motion. "Oh, same old, I suppose?" (The suddenly raised question of suspect familial relationships aside, but that seemed too tenuous and serious for tonight.)
"I went to the ball, and helped Bastet at the clothing shop, and..." She paused, cocking her head. "Did you get all your old help back? I mean, it must be getting busy here again."
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He points to the bar. "Used to have two bartenders- " He gestures around himself. "Two waiters." He gestures to the coat room. "Two bouncers." He points upstairs. "And me doing DJ stuff while covering any other bases that need the extra help."
He goes to sit on a stool and gestures to her to sit next to him. "I'm down to one bartender, one waiter, and I haven't heard from Goodbye lately, so I'm worried my 'entertainment' is gone too." Of course he was being snide - he really was worried about Goodbye herself. "But who knows, right? There's always new people showing up here - maybe one of them will want a job here."
He smiles at her anyway. "If not - well I ran the place all by myself for awhile there. So I'll figure it out. I just missed this place a lot, you know?"
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She pulled herself onto a bar stool, tucking her knees together and nodding at his gestures. "I understand. You built this place yourself, of course it's important to you--just like the people who come here. And we have to make our own homes here, right?"
That sounded a little melancholy, so she offered him a tilted smile in reparation. "So... you could maybe use another pair of hands, couldn't you?" Her heart leapt a little. The question was innocuous enough, and she didn't mean to remind him of people he'd lost, but offer what she could: her own help and support.
"I mean, I like making the journals, but I do miss being around people. And I would like to help."
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Ever since Lucy left, and he stopped hanging around Blood, Alexi, and Bridge, and he'd found out about forgetting Ghost, a lot of the joy - no spunk, enthusiasm, zest for life - had left him, on top of losing the bar. But now he had at least one of those back. And if Kagerou helped out around the bar, Smoke would be more than happy to pay her - if only for the energy she'd bring to the place.
"When can you start?" He chuckled a little. "And what position would you like me to hire you for?"
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"I can start right after I've told my boss at the journal makers' place that I'll be switching to part-timing?" She tilted her head. "I don't think it would be a big problem, they're not short on staff or anything. Mmm. Bartending looks really fun, but I think I'm a bit young for that, maybe? And I'll probably need some practice before you should trust me to carry a lot of glassware." Something sheepish crept into her expression. "But coats don't break even if you accidentally drop them! And I could help out wherever. I don't mind cleaning or running errands, you know."
Then she slid off her stool and wrapped her arms around him best as she could reach, belatedly returning the hug. "But thank you so much. I can't wait to start, really."
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And as he pulled back from the hug he had an idea. "Or maybe we can get something like a cart on wheels - no dropping involved there!"
He put a hand out in front of himself so that it was level with her waist, measuring it against his own leg. "Right about that height, huh?"
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