Jaina wasn't letting any of yesterday's down feeling get to her today, because she repressed like a champ. Besides, her last shift here wasn't till next week, and so any melancholy could at the very least be postponed
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It'd been a while since Effy'd bothered to go out for anything other than showing for classes and maybe she wasn't on her best form but she really couldn't just stare at her walls much longer.
She slid onto one of the bar stools and scrutinised whatever the fuck was in that glass Jaina was sipping so cautiously.
"Is it toxic?" Kind of looked it, if you asked her.
Effy slanted a look sideways at the creeper at the other end of the bar and shrugged. "Sure." She wasn't tough to persuade on that one.
"Looks shifty enough they might come to that on their own," she noted. "Why would you even touch it?" There was a reason Effy generally took her drinks from just about anyone else.
"He's come up with good stuff before that would sell," she shrugged. "I'm beginning to think that was a fluke every time, though. Can I get you anything? Anything he has absolutely no hand in pouring?"
She exhaled a sort of laugh. "Yeah. Second one. Vodka and orange?" Keeping it simple. At least she was throwing in a mixer tonight. "Heavy on the vodka." ... In a rather incidental sort of way. But still.
"Can make it more interesting by juggling glasses while you do it... If you want."
It was always weird serving alcohol to students, but Jaina reminded herself that she'd also known Effy back when she was a student, so that made it okay, right? She got the ingredients for the drink, raising her eyebrows. "You think I'm much more talented than I am, apparently.
Effy had been getting by on fake ID's and sucking up to bartenders since she was thirteen. Whatever Jaina needed to tell herself to make it okay, she'd go along with.
She leaned forward on her elbows, almost expectantly. "Thought that was one of those inherent bartender things?" Okay, yes, she wasn't just a bartender. But she'd been working here a decent long time, right? "Shame." That would've been entertaining.
"You will get your drink and you will get the trick at two separate times and you will like it," Jaina told her good-naturedly, sliding the drink over to her.
And then she grabbed three off the glasses, focused really hard as she didn't want to clean up any glass tonight, and tossed them into the air like she was juggling. It was just that she kept the glasses rotating in the air with the Force, her arms at her side. So there.
Better than juggling, that, and Effy's eyebrows twitched upwards, a slight smirk pulling at her lips as she reached for her glass. She'd take it. Lucky, really, she'd been here long enough to barely bat an eye when someone suspended glasses in the air.
"Impressive," she allowed. If she were the demonstrative type, she might've clapped. "Scares me to think what you'd do as an encore."
Jaina used the Force to set the glasses down neatly on the bar before speaking. "Something really great," she nodded. "Not that I know what. My tricks are limited."
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She slid onto one of the bar stools and scrutinised whatever the fuck was in that glass Jaina was sipping so cautiously.
"Is it toxic?" Kind of looked it, if you asked her.
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"Looks shifty enough they might come to that on their own," she noted. "Why would you even touch it?" There was a reason Effy generally took her drinks from just about anyone else.
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"Can make it more interesting by juggling glasses while you do it... If you want."
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She leaned forward on her elbows, almost expectantly. "Thought that was one of those inherent bartender things?" Okay, yes, she wasn't just a bartender. But she'd been working here a decent long time, right? "Shame." That would've been entertaining.
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And then she grabbed three off the glasses, focused really hard as she didn't want to clean up any glass tonight, and tossed them into the air like she was juggling. It was just that she kept the glasses rotating in the air with the Force, her arms at her side. So there.
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"Impressive," she allowed. If she were the demonstrative type, she might've clapped. "Scares me to think what you'd do as an encore."
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That was... brave. Perhaps a little nuts. Not that Effy could really judge.
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Someone thought she was better than she was.
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"You could at least have thrown them purposely," she said after a few moments. "Way more fun." Or at the very least therapeutic.
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