Who: Guy Cecil
jewelofgardios and Zelos Wilder
chosenplayboyWhat: The bar is a great place to meet women. ...Or other men who love women, anyway.
Where: The bar. Dur.
When: After the flood goes bye-bye :3
Rating: Er... PG to be safe?
Open: Sorry, no!
Guy had decided he liked the bar. It wasn't that he had any interest in drinking himself to oblivion - personally he wasn't a big fan of alcohol in general - but he'd grown so accustomed to serving Luke, he couldn't quite overcome his years-old instinct to look after anyone who seemed to need it, whether for actual service, advice, or simply an ear willing to listen. Bartenders were good at that, so he'd learned. (Unfortunately his last sortie in bartending had left him surrounded by women admiring his uniform. And likely imagining him out of it, much to his horror.)
And so when the time came to decide what to do with himself, he figured the easiest way for anyone that knew him to find him - should they wander to this strange place after him - was to be in a location that suited him best.
Unfortunately, not a lot of people seemed to visit. He wondered if he ought to start advertising or something.