A Drink After Work (open)

[Viviane Killigrew]

It had been a crazy day at the bookstore and all Viviane could think of after work was a cold drink and a barstool with her name on it. None of the other salespeople wanted to go with her but that never stopped her.

The music hit her as she opened the door, she wove among the early crowd to the bar. Commandeering a barstool from a gent that got up to dance, she plunked herself down and moved his glass down the bar. She smiled at the bartender and ordered her usual gin and tonic. Sipping it slowly as she hadn't had dinner yet, she scanned the club to see who was there.

[Benoit Bernard]

The day had been relax though he hadn't done much. Entering not even an hour ago to do his shift. He was gonna work here all night till the early morning hours. Damien would probably be asleep by the time he arrived home.

Standing up behind the counter serving the drinks to the early people who just came in. Though one girl got his attention. It was the seller from the bookstore. He had seen her quite a few times now. Taking the order which was quite frankly an easy one. Turning around he took what was required before giving the women what she had ordered.

"Here's your order; it's gonna cost you one pound. ($1)"

One pound wasn't much for the working people. Most people had this in their pockets and especially if you were working like this lady was. He waited in front of her so that she could give him the money. He didn't want any problems on his beginning of shift especially with womens.

[Viviane Killigrew]

She smiled at the bartender, and slid her money his way. That was another good thing about this club, they had the best looking bartenders. "Thanks, this is just the way I like it," she said sipping her drink. "So, when does this place get busy? I guess I am a little early for the main crowd." She was happy that it wasn't too busy at this hour. That way she could unwind a bit before going home, and if she met someone she could always stay later. She had worked on only a few hours of sleep before, many times, and it never affected her work.

[Benoit Bernard]

She definitely wasn't that used to coming here. Everybody knew that once the sun went down this place got crowded. Taking the money from the counter. Benoit marched off to the cash register and dumbed the money in it. Before going back to the girl. She had asked him a few questions and as a bartender it was his duty to make the client have a great time.

"Right now it's people that are going home from work who stop by to get a drink and relax. The hard dance crowd that we get here usually doesn't arrive till the sun goes down. That means in about 40 minutes. So if you don't want to be stuck in them, I say you have a good 50 minutes of not being crowded in here. I am please to hear you love your drink. Anything more I can do for you?"

His voice was polite. It was a must in this business to be polite and a good listener to people. If you weren't you weren't gonna go far in the business and this wasn't what Benoit was planning. He wanted to go as far as he could. Working here was great; meeting new people and it was a fun work.

[Mark McDuff]

Mark walked into the bar, for a evening drink. He would have brought Michaela, but she was busy( She is pending). Anyways, Mark walked down the dance floor until he saw a group of adults gathered around the bar. "Sounds like my kind of place" Mark thought as he joined the group.

"Hello, Bartender! May i please a drink?" Mark said as he looked around the group. He waited for his drink, while thinking about Michaela.

[Viviane Killigrew]

"Thank you, nothing else just yet." she smiled at the bartender. She watched as he went to tend to other customers. This just might become her new favorite place to come to after work if the rest of the customers were as cute as the bartender. She sat back and glared at the guy who looked like he wanted his barstool back. She dared him to say anything. She sipped her drink and enjoyed herself watching the other customers. She wondered if they served any food here. She looked around to see if there was a menu.

[Benoit Bernard]

It wasn't long that he came back close to the women he had just served. A new customer had showed up. Seemed young; around his age. Asking for a drink; what stupid question was that. Especially that the man didn't precise any drinks.

"Mister may I know the drink you want? Our offers of drinks is right behind me and we even have chips or chicken wings to come along with your drinks."

He didn't mind those kind of customers who entered without really giving any specific information on what they wanted. Though it was his job to give them what they wanted and so he stood there behind his counter waiting for the mans order. While looking around to make sure nothing wrong was happening or another customer was waiting to give their order. Unluckly for him none of these two showed up and so had to stick in front of the man.

[Mark McDuff]

Mark looked at the waiter, he could see that he didn't want to talk to him. "Ah, well just give me pumpkin juice." Mark knew that this was a bar, and that real drinks were mostly ordered, but Mark wasn't much of a heavy drinker seeing as he only just turned 21.

Whiel waiting for the drink, he stared at the dance floor. The multiple colors were making a pattern of colors, that glowed in the dark lghts of the club. "Is this all i've worke for?" Mark said as he wondered what had become of him.

[Viviane Killigrew]

She glanced down at the man who had ordered pumpkin juice, that was sort of odd, but to each his own. She finished her Gin and Tonic and motioned to the bartender for a refill. As she ordered her next round she also ordered an order of chicken wings and a side of chips. She might as well have something to eat with her alcohol.

The place was filling up quickly, and she felt slightly out of place in her work clothes. If she was going to come in here more often, she was so going to have to get some club clothes. Maybe she should shop on her next day off. Get something that would really open the eyes of the men here. That would be fun.

[Benoit Bernard]

Benoit wasn't surprised by what the men had ordered. Alot of people came in here ordering non-alcoholic drinks especially during the day. Though around this time; people were coming in to start clubbing. Especially the young generation of 18 to 21 years old. Benoit didn't hate his job for this reason. He could listen to music all night long. Work with awesome people; meet cool people and he could watch pretty girls dance to the music.

In less than five minutes the man had his pumpkin juice in front of him. He soon left off to his left but to the right of the man to refill the womens glass. He also took the order of chicken wings with chips.

"A nice refill for the cute women and I'll put your order up so you should receive your food soon. Unluckly we only have one flavor of chips and that is natural."

Being bartender meant he only served alcohol. Well atleast him. The other guy was in charge of giving the food to the clients and so Benoit made sign to the man in charge of it.

[Viviane Killigrew]

"That's fine," she grinned, "I like things that are natural." She was in that sort of a flirty mood. Her comment could be taken so many ways, some of them totally innocent, others as such a come on. He probably was used to being hit on by pretty women all the time considering where he was working, that he wouldn't even respond. Oh well, his loss. She surveyed the surroundings again. She would eat her food and have maybe one more drink, then call it a night unless she got a better offer. Maybe after the evening crowd showed up she might have better luck in finding someone who was interested in talking to her. Maybe she ought to go into the ladies room and transfigure her robes into something a little sexier.

[Benoit Bernard]

Benoit let out a small laugh at what the women said. He didn't mind girls flirting with him. Why would he? He would be the actual first to do the same. All guys he knew who worked here did the same. If they got a girl flirting on them they took the chance and spoke with them more.

"Natural always wins."

Atleast in his book. A girl who was natural and wasn't trying to be someone they weren't won in his book. This also went for girls making changes to breast size and what not. He hated people who changed their physical appearance. Most of the time it made them look ugly.