What, No Free Drinks?

[Layla G. Harlow]

The past few works days had been bustling in a way that Layla wasn't excited about. First dropping the glass in front of Lux after getting man-handled. And then there was the guy that reminded her so much of her brother, although she wasn't sure they really were all that similar. Today she was just hoping to be in and out quickly with no outside problems. So far, so good. Lux was off today and Layla wondered where the older girl had gone off to. With Luxanna being one of her only sort of friends, Layla found herself kind of watching out for the other girl. Even if she was older, there was something fragile about her that made Layla want to take care of her the way she took care of Cora.

The bar was starting to calm down a bit, everybody had a drink and she was just focusing on clearing up a few empty shot glasses and beer bottles to leave some room around the empty stools. Nothing extraordinary had happened, mostly regulars wandering in after work. She could handle that, especially with so many of them still being halfway sober. None of them were grabby and she felt serene in her element, mixing drinks and conversing. 

When she noted a familiar face just a few seats down from where she had struck up conversation with a girl about how she got into the mixing business, Layla excused herself with a smile and shuffled down a bit with a drink in hand. His drink, the usual. She waved it in front of his nose and offered him a smile, "What's up Jacky boy? You look a little glum today, where's that purdy assistant of yours?" She winked and gave him a nudge. "Oh and this one is on me, though if you order too many more, I won't be able to afford it and you won't be getting anymore free-bees. Got it?"


Jack McCarthy

[Jack McCarthy]

So. Jack had friends, he didn’t know how he got them or why he did, but he just rolled with it. Besides, it was a tad fortunate that the friends that two of his best friends just so happened to work at the local bar which was very handy for Mr. Mccarthy

It paid to have friends in low places it seemed….

The life of a struggling wannabe modern day D-Vinci was not a well paying one, sure. When he actually had the funds to pay for drinks he would of course. Naturally. But until he managed to make something that actually works and became reach because of it, he was more or less reliant on the kindness of stranger for his drinks

So there he was ever so calmly tapping the bar when the alluring scent of his favorite drink hit his nose which he began to follow happily before he looked up and saw the smiling face of one of his best friends, oh and she was his own personal angel at this moment, his mouth was like a desert at the moment so the drink was more then welcome

Lux? Is she here?! Jack shouted out his eyes lighting up, more than a little excited his head twisting to and fro before his face drops “Oh. She’s not here” he muttered turning back to the bar clearly disappointed but his face lights up when she pushed the drink in front of him “Piissh, these drinks aren’t for me, they’re for science” he nodded about to raise the drink to his lips before pausing frowning “I don’t have to pay for this by fanning you again right?”

[Layla G. Harlow]

Layla arched an eyebrow at him, the smile remaining on her face. "No, she left a couple hours ago. I figured it was to go see you," Since clearly they were madly in love with each other. She'd seen them interact a time or two, and found that Lux was amused by Jack which was the first step to being smitten and after that would come love and soon after a baby. Yeah, that's how it worked. Layla wasn't entirely sure how Lux actually felt about Jack, but she knew just by looking at him and gauging his reactions, how much he seemed to like her. It was cute and she hoped for his sake that it wasn't a waste of attention.

"Science. Right. Because drunken inventions work so much better than when you're sober. I guess at least if you injure yourself this way you won't feel it as bad, but that won't keep it from failing, buddy." Layla laughed and shook her head in amusement. The guy was funny, and a total sweetheart. A vast difference from what she was used to from men. It was relaxing talking to him and she found herself enjoying the little times she had with him. He was practically the brother she always wanted, yet she was stuck with the sociopathic murderous one. Lucky her.

Layla tapped her lower lip and hummed, "I dunno. Guess it'll depend on how schnockered I can get you. If I end up taking on more than five drinks, I mayyyy require some extra attention, it's true. We'll see about the fanning though. I might think of something a little more interesting." She gave him a wink, to take her comment however he pleased and she grabbed her water from beside the register, taking a quick swig.

"So whatcha been workin' on lately, Jack? Anything interesting or slightly successful at the least?"