Happy Hour!
There's a blonde behind the Bar, tonight, jerking, now and again, uncomfortably at the tie on his uniform.
This isn't quite what he planned on spending the evening doing, when he came in - but, apparently, he is doing it. There are specials up on the board behind him and everything.
SPECIALS!
Fluffy Duck
Sweet Flower
Little Princess Cocktail
French Afternoon
Given the slightly peeved look that flashes across his face, whenever he turns his eyes over his shoulder towards said board, though, they weren't the specials he would have picked, if he'd had a choice.
So...special, sweet, innocent-themed happy hour is go?
"...Hmmph." he grumbles, before calling in a voice that he's obviously having to force himself to make audible, let alone loud: "Happy hour!"
This isn't quite what he planned on spending the evening doing, when he came in - but, apparently, he is doing it. There are specials up on the board behind him and everything.
SPECIALS!
Fluffy Duck
Sweet Flower
Little Princess Cocktail
French Afternoon
Given the slightly peeved look that flashes across his face, whenever he turns his eyes over his shoulder towards said board, though, they weren't the specials he would have picked, if he'd had a choice.
So...special, sweet, innocent-themed happy hour is go?
"...Hmmph." he grumbles, before calling in a voice that he's obviously having to force himself to make audible, let alone loud: "Happy hour!"