▬ ♦ Pick Your Poison ☪ Byakuran & Shinjiro
{ ☪ } Muffled music was the only thing he could hear, as the bartender was busy at work washing the glasses, and getting them ready for the next customer. As the water rinsed away whatever soap was left, he placed the wet glass on the counter next to him. Shutting off the faucet, he glanced around the surface of the bar counter, noting the same old people as usual.
It was true that he usually remembered people faces, but he saw the same ones over and over again, since most people here were regulars. He already knew what they liked to order, and about the time they left. It was easy to tell once they had come enough, and he could notice the small details of a person if he observed it long enough.
Though there were rare moments when he was surprised at visitors that arrived. It was quite a surprise usually, to see someone he had met while not on the job, given the fact most people he met usually didn't frequent this place as often...or at least when he wasn't working.
"Welcome~ what would like tonight, signore?" At first, he hadn't turned to look completely as he notice a moving figure out of the corner of his eye, and just said the same line without turning fully as he focused on the task of putting the cups back into place. From the height, he had assumed it was a guy...but since he had said the last word in Italian, it was more then enough to cover his mistake if it was just a tall, broad-shouldered woman.
"We're running a bit low on Tequila tonight, so--" He cut himself off, before lavender hues widened slightly in response, before a childish grin appeared on his face. "Ah! Sweets-chan~ We meet again I see~" He stated out, before a chuckle following. "Unless you followed me, and decided to get back at me here at my work place this time?" It seemed tonight had looked up a bit for the bored albino.