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Post by Mr. Johnson on Aug 21, 2005 22:15:00 GMT -5
::Dom swiftly moves towards the customer, wipes the area in front of him, and places a frozen mug down::
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Post by Falindraun on Aug 21, 2005 23:26:20 GMT -5
i put my credstick on the counter "take an extra 5Y for a tip" then take it back after its charged
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Post by milesmondavi on Aug 22, 2005 5:11:08 GMT -5
When Pre’ found the named club he did not expect to fumble into the wrong place to start off but check it to lack of sleep. Something tolaugh about over a beer sometime. It was a well set up place with plenty of room to visit party meet others and he was sure there was ample security of every type just waiting to stop things before they started. Pre walked up to the bar area asked for Dom..” Hey is the owner Dom in tonight?” As he slips a ten cred spot to the tender to show he appreciates his attention.
When the person claiming to be Dom approaches, Pre extends his hand..” Hey I am new to this place. Lookin for a good dinna to eat.” ( if he gets the reply he wants) “Lookin for Italian…
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Post by GreatMilenko on Aug 22, 2005 7:35:31 GMT -5
"Aye darling" I reply to Elektra as I pull a small wad of hard currency from my coat pocket.
I head to the bar and order a drink for us and head to the private dance area... I glance over real quick to the girl who was drinking and watching he show, and produce a small frown to see she's gone...
*what were you looking for?*
My attention shifts to the dance room and the many pleasures that are to come...
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Post by Mr. Johnson on Aug 22, 2005 7:38:48 GMT -5
"hmmm lemme ask around for ya chummer.... in the meantime.. how bout a dark ale?"
:: Dom wipes the counter space in front of the Orc and places a frozen mug with a liquid so dark, the ice cubes are barely visable ::
"the girls are doing a new show tonight" ::he says pointing to the stage. Dom then turns and walks away to service other customers::
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Post by Falindraun on Aug 22, 2005 18:07:18 GMT -5
john turns around to watch the stage and gives the girl with the most perfect butt and 10 cred
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Post by Braddoc on Aug 23, 2005 17:52:37 GMT -5
An aged man entred the place, he seemed like a company man who had a bad week; dirty long coat, worn suit, of course anyone with a mind could figure out no company man wears combat boots, nor anyone with a brain wear shades in a already dim atmosphere, except if bumbing into things and people was his goal.
He scans the place a bit, like he was looking for someone he knows, seeing that he didn't, he proceed, without tripping on the many patrons, to the bar.
"Hey barkeep, how 'bout a coffee..and make it Irish, and I'm talking old Irish, not the tree-hugging kind."
Not waiting for an anwser from the Barkeeper, he turned to the many stages to enjoy the many dancers, though he was more intrested in the elven ones.
"Drek, would't mind getting that kind of Irish though..."
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Post by Mr. Johnson on Aug 23, 2005 22:38:08 GMT -5
::Dom smiles ever so briefly with the strangers intake of the females dancing on stage and quickly delivers the strangers request::
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Post by Falindraun on Aug 24, 2005 17:45:05 GMT -5
"hey bartender do u have any matches?"
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Post by Mr. Johnson on Aug 24, 2005 22:55:09 GMT -5
:: Dom pulls a tray of neatly lined matches.. each one with The Eager Beavers logo on the cover and goes back to his work::
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Post by Braddoc on Aug 24, 2005 23:04:27 GMT -5
The aged man drank all his Irish coffee and signals the barkeeper "Hey barkeep, pretty nice place in here, no trouble, *slide a finger on the counter and then snaps his fingers*, and no flirt too..might sending the owner my way I want to congradulate him for such an well-managed establishment"
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Post by Mr. Johnson on Aug 24, 2005 23:07:37 GMT -5
"thanks chummer.. sorry I really dont have alot of time for chit-chat...JJs commin on soon and im a little busy.. perhaps later when it dies down"
:: Dom continues his work::
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Post by Braddoc on Aug 24, 2005 23:13:42 GMT -5
"What? You're the owner? A kid like you? Great just great... first it's younge guy owning strip clubs, tommorow the CEO of Ares's gonna be a teen punk without hair on his face....Geez gimme another drink that'll make me foget about that idea."
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Post by Mr. Johnson on Aug 24, 2005 23:31:40 GMT -5
"some people get lucky real early in life I guess" :: Dom remarks with a slight grin as he fulfills the customers request::
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Post by Braddoc on Aug 24, 2005 23:46:57 GMT -5
*smal gin* "Yeah guess so homeboy, using your logic I'm bound to get something good my way soon..."
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