Well,
that was interesting.
Rather unkind of my elder sister to
suggest I might be 'working' the bar -- After all, business is left outside, isn't it?
...Unless, I imagine, someone else brings it in.
Seems to me, human beings are the creatures of Desire -- and if they know the right way to ask, who am I to refuse?
Poor Death.
The older ones really don't remember the proper ways to have fun.