To drink or not to drink? [Blake]

The door bell rang, announcing the entrance of another customer. Blake hastily attempted to straighten her uniform once the sound had reached her ears, like always the bard had been mostly empty for the day the only other few clients at the moment were being attended by other staff members. As expected the bar was mostly quiet save for the chill tunes played by the jukebox. Though far from sophisticated, the bar had a calming atmosphere to it... it was almost like a cozy hellhole.

The bartender took a good look at the newest client before saying anything. He looked mostly human, save for the fact he was completely white and black, had horns sprouting from his head. But to be quite frank she has seen more bizarre.


She welcomed the man with a smile on her face. The guy had a mysterious air about him, maybe it's because he reminded her of those dark and brooding types of fiction. A type her 15 year old self fawned over a lot but that's not something she'd rather not dwell on...

Maybe it was about time she thought about a new way to greet clients, every time she said "What can i get you?" they would point out something wrong with it. Often they have a point and were never dicks about it, so it really made her think. Boss did always say she could be a bit hasty with clients.

"Wait, Blake focus."


She'd pull out from under the counter a small black booklet and placed it before the pale man. Should he go through the pages he'd see a quite extensive list of options, the drinks would have a small picture to the left and the ingredients in smaller letters bellow the name, and if the drink was alcoholic or not(Though that piece of information as mostly for beings with human-like physiology, there's no way of knowing what sort of effect they would have in alien creatures). They also had a selection of canned drinks and snacks.

"Name is Blake by the way." She'd introduce herself, this time she wore a neutral expression this face, one that was very common for her."Take your time to decide, feel free to mess with the jukebox too as long... as you don't break it, that is."

"..Boss wanted it to be the 'Chillest bar' in Junction. Loud and noisy songs don't really make for a chill ambiance" It was quite nice to find a place like this to work at, none of that tacky and show off bullshit you would see in other places. Though she always found the idea of "The chillest bar in junction" to be too ambitious and tad comical, the idea itself had some charm... hell, she quite liked the place. The Bartender eventually picked up on the client's struggle to read the menu, he wasn't the first to have trouble reading it, and without hesitating for a moment she spoke up.

"You need help over there?I can try to find a menu in braille for you or help you pick if need be." Not only she had no other clients but she also wanted to make sure people had the best experience possible... as much as the bar could provide with their budget that is. After the man's reply, she'd look at him and ask. "So, what brought you over here, today?"

The bartender would fall into deep thought, trying to figure out something to serve that would please him. He claimed to be not very picky, but still everyone had their preferences. He seemed like the reserved type, maybe she could go off from that, additionally he wanted to have a quiet and relaxing time so nothing that would leave you with a bad hangover on the following day would probably be good too. After a few moments deliberation, she'd begin to grab the ingredients and mixing, it wouldn't take long before she had it served in a typical cocktail glass. The drink itself was had a dark red coloration, it was sweet and easy on the tongue. It was also alcoholic, but it would require quite a few shots before you got the buzz.

"Boss calls it Lunapa's Fruit... If you want anything stronger i can provide too." She gave the client a calm nod, hopefully this would please Onyx as they don't have a whole lot of clients and they can't afford to leave a bad impression on those they have. "I see, it's always nice to see new faces as we don't get a lot of movement." Should she even try to make small talk with this guy? Not that he was unpleasant to talk to, he just didn't seem like he'd enjoy.

He liked, good... well at least it looked like he was pleased. He didn't collapse out of disgust or didn't leave, it should be enough. She can't really afford to displease clients, which can make serving non human clients a bit stressful, humans are easier to handle she understand them but any other race...

"Yeap. We are very recent, our bosses can't afford to hire a lot of staff... I suppose our location isn't the worse but also not the best either. She'd pause for a moment, pondering on the matter. "I suppose older bars are better equipped to handle with the myriad of species present in Junction... They also don't like competition a lot..."


She followed the sentence with a rather awkward laugh. Not really a good idea to go out telling clients your products got people ill in the past, but she wanted to be truthful to the people she served.

"We are trying our best to accommodate more species every day but... well... easier said than done." She let out a sight, clearly frustrated at their situation. It felt like an uphill struggle, specially whenever there was a new jump. They managed to serve a few species though. "Ever since the incident we have added a section on the menu with the composition of the ingredients that we use... Though we were unable to repair the damage, i'm pretty sure that guy shit talks about us to everyone he meets... accusing us of being speciest or something." That certainly didn't help with their client problem but still, they had enough to get by.

The bartender would lean on the wall while watching Onyx having his drink, she'd remain quiet for a while until something popped on her mind.

"Mind if i ask you a question? Why don't you wear glasses? Or use something else to correct your sight problem, i'm sure you could find something in Junction."

"Likely not, but still not good for Heaven's Door image." She'd twirl the tip of one of her twintails around her finger as she spoke. Blake agreed with Onyx wholeheartedly though, Heaven's Door even offered to compensate the guy somehow after the incident... yet he refused and continue to sneer at the staff, guess they were just stuck up and entitled."Still, life goes on... The few clients we do have are pretty 'faithful', so that's neat."

She'd nod along as Onyx answered, it was silly of her to assume it could be just fixed with regular cheap glasses. Otherwise he'd have done by now. At least he could see well from afar.


She chuckled, he didn't seem like the type who would mind such jokes so she felt the liberty to do so.

"Is there anything else you would like, Onyx?"