Private Finished This Whiskey Ain't Sweet

A loud thud pierced the air as Lucretia drink glass hit the bar. Were it not for the clamoring of other customers and the clinking of dishes going on in the kitchen one might've found it abrupt and disruptive. That's what she liked about this place it was simple and inelegant. The drinks were okay and the people were lively but not to the point of annoyance. The last thing she wanted to do was deal with more loud and flamboyant people, she got enough of that at work.

"Bourbon." She pointed to her mug as the bartender came to collect the glass.

When it came to drinking places she enjoyed this spot. She'd visited enough after work each day that many of the bartenders knew her drink schedule. It usually ended in either whiskey or vodka but she never made a point to complain about what was put in front of her as long as it was good.

She watched as the fresh glass was put in front of her with a somber smile. A few more and she would probably head back to the casino and have that meeting with Ovidio about moving money back into their smaller business ventures. The last thing they needed was to let the money rest. "That idiot....one day I'll kill him."

With a big gulp, she set in on her fresh drink.

@Stefan

Lucretia took another gulp of her drink when the blue-haired pleasure sat down next to her. From the look on her face to the demeanor she carried Lucretia could tell what kind of customer she was going to be, and she was here for it. With a quiet twirl of her drink, she watched the events unfold in front of her. From the snappy correction to the scowl she wore with it. The girl seemed to be having a rather rough night of it. Maybe she needed a drink more than her?

Giving the woman's outfit a once over from the side of her eyes she noticed the stark difference in their attire. Lucretia was just wearing an army green sleeveless shirt and black jeans. Lucretia had clocked out for the day and was not in her usual business attire which was about as professional as the ladies. She was most likely a businesswoman or at least one who had to dress professionally for her work.

A small Hmph escaped her as she sipped her drink once more. She eyed the bartender who was making the woman's drink to see how she was reacting but another bartender approaching her drew her attention away.

"Another one?" they said.

"Bring two. Lucretia said clearing the rest of her glass and sliding it over before it was promptly taken away.

@Stefan

A small closemouthed smile came to Lucretia's face as she realized she was being addressed. It wasn't her initial action to turn and see who was talking to her as it would give away the devilish grin forming on the other side of her mouth. "No rougher than the others." She left her words there as two new glasses were placed in front of her.

Starting in on one she continued "Sounds like you've had a fun one." She made a small point to the second fresh glass "Feel free if you want." Maybe the girl just needed someone to be nice to her after a hard day. While a free drink wouldn't do anything for her if she was in a shower mood it seemed to be the universal cure for a lot of different people.

" Sure snapping at the bartender will slow down the speed your drink gets here."

@Stefan

"No, I'm sure bartenders get worse than that on the regular given how many people can't hold their alcohol or don't know when to stop drinking."

Lucretia had been here enough to see how rowdy some of the regulars could get when they were in a mood. Whenever she was in a mood, which was almost every full moon, she just grabbed her ex-husband for a quick and loving punching session, or at the very least went to the forest to run it out. Being shameful in public would just draw public attention and provoke people to dig into hers and her family's life.

"So what was it? Bad day at work or did a lot of people call you sweetie today? You walked in with an edge to you." A small smirk appeared on her face as she sipped the drink once more. The drink was losing its bite and she could tell that is was probably time for the next drink in the gauntlet.


@Stefan

Finally turning to face her new talking companion Lucretia's smirk was revealed

"I love a woman with an edge it's entertaining at the very least"

Lucretia leaned her body onto the table and gave a small closemouthed smile as the now empty glass made another thud onto the table. Was she truly flirting? No. Did she find the girl entertaining as mentioned before? Most definitely. Her blue eyes were attractive and her hairstyle reminded her of a previous fling.

"And don't worry, out of all the names I've called people the word sweetie comes up very little."

The girl's threat didn't really bother her at all. It was basically her job to hear people threaten her or her place of work all day so this was just a watered down scenario. The girl wasn't drunk or arguing over a bunch of lost money making the situation much less annoying.

@Stefan