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"Yeah." He nods his head before taking a small drink, then twists slightly in his chair. "Guess you kinda rely on alcoholic fucks like me, huh? Stay in all hours, spend all ‘a their cash—"

nbeckett

"Mm-hm," she hums, chuckling some as she returns to the bar with the tray of empty and half-empty glasses. "It's good money."

#delightfuldelinquent #cw: alcoholism

myspecialdestiny-deactivated201

Kara looks at the piece of paper and her expression changes from confused to pained as the memory of the night comes back to her.

"Ah, so that’s how I got that splinter," she says, looking slightly apologetic.

nbeckett

"I want it by the end of the week," she says. "That's come out of my pocket."

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detomalley

"Maybe I’m not here for the coffee," Teddy shrugs. "I might have ulterior motives, for all you know. Coffee is just a pretty good reason to stick around.”

nbeckett

"Sounds exciting," she says, turning to grab the coffee once it's done. "Well, if there's anything I can help with... you know where I am." She figures it's a smart play.

#detomalley

salvatorpauci

"Thank you— and yeah. Might as well." It’s not like he’s about to leave any time soon. First thing he does is take a swig of his drink— because fuck cancer and Sky’s suddenly negative outlook on life, that’s why. Once the glass is set down, his lips purse. "— Sooo… do you own this place, too?” Way to avoid questions, really.

nbeckett

"Yeah," she nods. "Own, manage, tend bar. Gotta keep an eye on shit, you know? I'm Nat, by the way."

#salvatorpauci

salvatorpauci

A short ehm leaves his lips before he decides: "just a beer for now, please."

nbeckett

"Beer it is," she says, grabbing him one before setting it down. "You want a tab starting?"

#salvatorpauci #[[ b l e s s ]]

salvatorpauci

He can’t really decide whether she’s trying to be suggesting or if it’s just… incidental. "Technically, the former." Jesus. "If that’s alright by you."

nbeckett

"It's the one that makes me the money," she says, chuckling lightly. "What am I getting you?"

#salvatorpauci #[[ blESS HIM ]]

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Luke takes a quick glance around and then puffs his cheeks out. Christ, time had skipped right on by and he hadn’t even noticed. Scary how often that’s happening lately, actually— maybe he needs to start taking it a little easier.

"Right. Shit. Sorry, yo."

nbeckett

"Don't sweat it," she says, shaking her head. "You wanna stay here until this time spending, just means more money for me."

#delightfuldelinquent

myspecialdestiny-deactivated201

"Yeah? You that interested in all your patrons, or just the really big drunks?"

nbeckett

"Neither. But I'm glad you showed up again because I've got something for you." And out comes a receipt for how much replacing the table the woman had broken the last time she'd been here had cost. "You owe me."

#myspecialdestiny #[[ laughs can we modern verse bc then i dont have to think up an au ]]

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"I could ‘a sworn it was midnight, like— twenty seconds ago."

nbeckett

"Well, it's almost four now. Look around-- you see anyone here who doesn't work here?" she asks, instructing the remaining staff in the room to go home before moving out from behind the bar to pick up where they'd left off in collecting glasses.

#delightfuldelinquent #[[ yuolo ]]

detomalley

"What, and miss out on your lovely company?" Teddy asks. She only hangs around in hopes of finding something that backs up this gut feeling of hers. Because her gut feelings are never wrong, even if she has absolutely no proof to back herself up with. It gets very annoying. "Shouldn’t you be glad for my money, though?"

nbeckett

"Oh, I am," she chuckles, turning briefly to the coffee machine before back to the woman. "But, I don't know-- If I were you and I wasn't enjoying a certain place's coffee, I'd just up and go somewhere else. But, you're right; who am I to complain?"

#detomalley

delightfuldelinquent-blog

"Wait—" He raises his eyebrows at her before setting his glass down. "Time is it?"

nbeckett

"Almost four."

#delightfuldelinquent

detomalley

Teddy hates this bar. Hates the owner too, come to think of it, but that gut feeling of hers drags her back every time and she can’t quite fight it. There’s something off about Natalie Beckett and, well, Teddy might’ve made the mistake of deciding that she wants to figure out just exactly what it is.

So she leans against the counter (as she has god knows how many times before) and attempts to keep that unimpressed look off of her features. It’s about as difficult as she expected it to be.

“I hope your coffee got better in the last five days—”

nbeckett

If there's one thing Nat's uncomfortable around, it's cops. Especially those that seem to sniff about. It's not something that she lets show, obviously-- she'd have been put away a long time ago if she did -- but it doesn't make her much happier every time the same one walks through her door.