[Yes, absolutely that’s what she’s doing, if her silly little smile is anything to go by. Also, call her curious - she wants to see what he would consider his favorite out of the options available.]
Look, you can be the bartender, I can be the bar patron.
[She nudges him to go behind the bar proper, as she climbs onto a stool with as much grace as she can manage. Which is a normal amount, thankfully, she’s not interested in making friends with the floor. She then raps her knuckles against the polished wood, like she’s seen in movies.]
[ Oh he is going to start to put together their Good Vibes drink. That's the one that he presently likes, out of all of the specials. The pumpkin ones are... Hmm. He's not sure how he feels about them.
Cloud is... Wearing a slight smile. ]
If you can't finish it, you have to down at least one glass of water.
For now, she's happy enough to watch him put the drink together, head tilting just the slightest as her own smile appears.]
Yeah, I'll drink some water. [Her other hand comes up to wave him off in an airy manner, clearly taking him seriously.] I'm not interested in feeling hungover tomorrow, promise.
Edited (i enjoy finding my own typos a day later OH GOD I FOUND ANOTHER I AM SORRY) 2024-09-12 19:09 (UTC)
Hope so. I was going to have you take me to your special flowers tomorrow.
[ Had he really or is he just saying that? Either way, Cloud would go there tomorrow to help her with those flowers. Be what help he could be since they seem to be giving her a hard time.
The drink is prepared all the same. Cloud slides it over to her, leaning on the bar. ]
Glad you're having a good time. You deserve it too.
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[Yes, absolutely that’s what she’s doing, if her silly little smile is anything to go by. Also, call her curious - she wants to see what he would consider his favorite out of the options available.]
Look, you can be the bartender, I can be the bar patron.
[She nudges him to go behind the bar proper, as she climbs onto a stool with as much grace as she can manage. Which is a normal amount, thankfully, she’s not interested in making friends with the floor. She then raps her knuckles against the polished wood, like she’s seen in movies.]
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But then he moves behind the counter. Maybe he can... Trick her a bit? Then again she might figure him out in the process. ]
You might not like it. So why not just tell me what your favorite one is and we'll go from there?
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Even if I don’t like it, then you can just finish it. Since it’ll be your favorite and all.
[At worst, it’s beer, which isn’t her personal fav. She wouldn’t put it past him to just offer straight up water, either.]
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Cloud is... Wearing a slight smile. ]
If you can't finish it, you have to down at least one glass of water.
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For now, she's happy enough to watch him put the drink together, head tilting just the slightest as her own smile appears.]
Yeah, I'll drink some water. [Her other hand comes up to wave him off in an airy manner, clearly taking him seriously.] I'm not interested in feeling hungover tomorrow, promise.
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[ Had he really or is he just saying that? Either way, Cloud would go there tomorrow to help her with those flowers. Be what help he could be since they seem to be giving her a hard time.
The drink is prepared all the same. Cloud slides it over to her, leaning on the bar. ]
Glad you're having a good time. You deserve it too.