#tricky witch||regina

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"Yes!" The little poltergeist (who's strangely 'illusioned' to look like a cross between shadow monster and skeleton) yells with excitement. "Thank you, Mister Grillby!" Regina sighs. "How've you been, hm~?"

Grillby chuckled at Hope’s enthusiasm, gently pushing the dessert over for the child to have. ‘You are most welcome dear..’

His attention was back onto Regina though as he thought about it. How was he doing? Most days, he couldn’t tell. ‘Decent, business is good, and yes, I have been taking breaks and closing a little early.’ He mused, knowing that many folks would get after him to take breaks, Regina and Lost included.

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The Witch appears sitting at the counter, one leg crossed over the other, and sitting beside her is Hope. Both are wearing their illusions. "Hello, Grill'z~." Regina greets. "Hiya, Mr. Grillby!" Hope greets right after her Mother, bouncing happily on her stool. They're here as promised.

Lucky for them, the magic still held on Grillby, so his human appearance wasn’t that of a fluke. Knowing Regina and Hope like he did, they wouldn’t mind. They knew how magic was.

‘Hello Regina.’ He murmured, turning his attention to Hope with a soft smile,’ Hello dear. I didn’t forget about your sundae.’

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“Aw~ You miss me?” Didn’t you know? It’s rude to talk about someone who’s listening. “I wish I could say the same, but I see you often and in every angle.” The Shadows giggle, her Shades making themselves known briefly. “Worry not, though, Hot-boy... I’ll be coming to visit you shortly.” ... “As will Hope. She demands a- a wot? ...Princess Sundae?” She sighs. ‘Hehe!’

Grillby knows damn well not to talk about someone who’s listening. Both she and Lost were culprits of it. But he didn’t particularly mind this time. At least, she promised to visit him soon.

‘With all the tricks and teasing, I’m sure.’ He mused, although chuckled with what Hope was asking for, ‘And she will get her Princess Sundae, just the way she likes it.’

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She releases her grip on his dress shirt and leans backward on her elbows, crossing one leg over the other. "Oh~ no one in particular." Is that... a lie? "Just a party for friends, you're invited, too, of course. You'll keep this between us, won't you, Flame-boy~? There's still a great deal of preparation before the invitations are sent... I would hate for my plans to be ruined before I have the chance to initiate them."

Thank goodness she released his shirt so he could back up, trying to straighten it, as well as his tie. Gotta keep professional at his job, after all. Though he felt a bit…uneasy with how she said that. Of course he was invited, he knew his way around the good liquor.

As much as he wanted to tell Lost of something amiss, Regina is still a friend of his. A friend that, well, seems to love to pick on him so much. ‘O-Of course of course…You know well enough I do keep secrets well.’

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A wicked little grin graces her lips as she reaches for his shirt and pulls him close enough to whisper in his metaphorical ear. "I wish to throw a party, a humble 'get together'... Mind if I borrow your establishment for such a thing?"

Welp, he wasn’t quite expecting for her to grab his shirt and pull him close enough to hear the whispering. Geez Regina, you could of just approached him. Wait….a party? A get-together? Oh how the questions rushed into his noggin on what, pray tell, the poor sap that she wanted to throw a party for was.

If it was anything from her, it had to be something interesting indeed.

‘…..er…a-a party? I..guess you may? B..but for whom is it for?’

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"Afternoon, Flame-boy~." Greets the Witch as she suddenly appears sitting on the bar counter. "I've a wonder, dear, if you would be so kind as to indulge me?"

He never was surprised whenever a specific Witch was to pop in and be sitting on his bar counter. Its only surprising that he hasn’t placed a cushion there, just for her.

‘…Hm?’

He did, however, perk up his head and the flames on top crackled with idle curiosity. What was on the woman’s mind now? ‘…Go ahead.’

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Regina offers an amused giggle, setting the wine glass back in the table. "Perhaps something harder for the gentleman?" A Shade is summoned then, to fetch a bottle of hard liquor and bring it to the table. "I need this and it seems like you do, too~. Be an idiot with me. For once, I would rather not drink alone."

His eyes glanced over at the shade who, brings the bottle and sets it on the table, his attention once more on the witch. Him, be an idiot with her? Well…

He could always keep closed tomorrow..

‘…Alright…’

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There's a slight cringe at a specific name Grillby calls, but she's quick to recover. "Then let's drink and be merry! She wouldn't want you sulking and neither would my husband!" She grabs her wine glass holding it up above her head before throwing her head back and downing the entirety of it.

He had noticed the cringe she made, but didn’t point it out. If she had something with Lost then, well, was he really one to judge? Hell, if Lost knew of how upset Grillby was, he’d probably be getting the fire man drunk. Like last time….

He couldn’t remember last time…honestly.

‘…Drink and be merry, yes..’ He too downed his own glass, but once more, the alcohol burned off. Wine like this? He could drink it all day if he wanted.