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[rebelw_outclaws]

Back wall.

Cigarrette.

Feet up on the table.

Russ is a little bit in the doghouse with the Wasteland's owner. (Yeah, hahaha.)

Broody broody broody. Or possibly sulky sulky sulky. Hard to tell in the low light.

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[bigdamnboots]

Okay! Vanessa is determined to do her job. She managed to do it Before, even when said customers were kind of scary-looking and in the shadows and were probably werewolves, she was pretty sure he looked familiar. Well. The customers from Before weren't werewolves.

Wait, what?

"Sir, would you like to order anything? And please remove your feet from the table."

[bigdamnboots]

"I haven't been here for very long. I'm trying to get to know the regulars by name. Good waitressing, you know?"

Vanessa is actually pretty sure she wasn't a model waitress Before, but any little bit of normalcy helps.

[rebelw_outclaws]

"Hn. Good plan."

He blows out a stream of smoke and takes a swig of the beer. "'M pretty regular, s'long as your boss let's me keep drinking."

[bigdamnboots]

Vanessa wonders if she should ask Gwen about smoking versus non-smoking sections, or if they even exist anymore.

"I... take it you have a tab?"

[rebelw_outclaws]

"Yep. Along with providing the 'Security presence'."

[bigdamnboots]

Cheerily, "You should have uniforms!"

[rebelw_outclaws]

". . . How 'bout no."

[bigdamnboots]

"But how else will people know that they're not being thrown out on the street by some random tough guys?"

[rebelw_outclaws]

"There a problem with being thrown out by random tough guys?"

[bigdamnboots]

"Well, customers might start thinking that anyone can throw out anyone if they have enough friends. Not a very nice atmosphere."

[rebelw_outclaws]

"Yeah, but if they start trouble, we deal with them, too."

[bigdamnboots]

Vanessa is fairly certain that there is something wrong with his logic, but she's having trouble articulating exactly what.

"What if you end up throwing everyone out?"

[rebelw_outclaws]

"Club's a lot quieter."

He grins at her expression.

"I'm kidding, kiddo."

[bigdamnboots]

"...oh." Great. Her face must be red again, it sure feels hot.

[rebelw_outclaws]

He drags on the cig again, and winks at her.

"Thanks for the beer."

[bigdamnboots]

Vanessa is promptly flustered by the wink. "Y--You're welcome!"

And heads back to the fridge, where she promptly trips, too giddy to pay attention to her surroundings.

Luckily, that's out of sight.