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Spitfire
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"Hi Ayden. I'm Sebastian. And I bet you know these two mudaks already. My brother Arkady and his friend Karl. You'll have to forgive them. Whenever they get together they seem to go back in age. I'll have an amber. Whatever's on tap is fine with me. Hey, assholes! Tell the pretty lady your drink. And don't be dicks about it!"


Ayden's smile was genuine now, at least the brother was decent, he'd gone up a level on her list. Which really wasn't hard, the pretty lady comment alone would have done, that, but the reprimand to the mudaks made it all worth it.

So now the Mudaks had names. Ayden didn't memorize them, she didn't want to know their names. They were shit customers and even worse tippers. And she only expected it to get worse now that big brother had put the kubash on their little fun. Ayden could almost see them sulking in their chairs. She wanted to laugh at that, but she was still standing in front of them. They waved their hands with "the usual" and Ayden sighed. Nope they weren't going to get any better because Sebastian was here.

"I'll bring your drinks on over, and give you some time to look at the menu. Let me know if I can be of any assistance. Mayor's got the chef cooking his specialty this afternoon - Borscht."


Ayden went to get their drinks at the bar, the mudaks were already ready, even the bartenders didn't want to deal with them. Ayden told him what Sebastian wanted as Sasha came over. "I know you are spoken for, but isn't he cute?"

Ayden turned back and looked at the man who joined the Mudaks and grinned. "If you like em rough."


Sasha giggled. "You're from Texas, ain't ya'll rough?"

Ayden laughed. The bartender brought the amber on tap and Ayden left Sasha pinning over the man. Ayden deftly carried the tray with the three drinks to their table. "Here ya'll go. Are you ready to order?"



Edited by Ayden, Sep 12 2014, 12:29 PM.
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[No subject] - by Sebastian - 09-12-2014, 10:35 AM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 09-12-2014, 10:45 AM
[No subject] - by Sebastian - 09-12-2014, 12:09 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 09-12-2014, 12:29 PM
[No subject] - by Sebastian - 09-12-2014, 02:10 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 09-13-2014, 12:11 PM
[No subject] - by Sebastian - 09-13-2014, 02:55 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 09-14-2014, 11:14 AM
[No subject] - by Sebastian - 09-14-2014, 11:29 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 09-15-2014, 09:18 AM
[No subject] - by Sebastian - 09-15-2014, 10:51 AM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 09-15-2014, 11:39 AM
[No subject] - by Sebastian - 09-15-2014, 12:39 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 09-15-2014, 12:51 PM
[No subject] - by Sebastian - 09-15-2014, 01:52 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 09-15-2014, 02:24 PM
[No subject] - by Sebastian - 09-15-2014, 02:59 PM

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