Post by Pesty on Oct 20, 2019 0:12:21 GMT -5
It's been a little over several months since the beauty fanatic has bothered to visit his brother's bar. Honestly the place just isn't his style of ambiance. Since he was the one to purchase the bar initially, Sael would like to see that it does well. The family name is attached to it either way and Sael doesn't stand for slander. Well, not directed at him or his family. It's always interesting to get the latest gossip on the local families when the entrepreneur is in town of course. Sliding out of the leather interior of his beloved Mustang he's relieved there was a front spot free to park in. After locking up his flats tip-tap on the concrete sidewalk while he gives a wave to someone smoking out in the front, flashing a pearly smile with his eyes covered by large movie star sunglasses. Leather pants and a cropped top show off that taut, tanned form under the early spring sun before gliding within the brick building.
He'd been given the heads up that Sael was pulling into the parking lot thanks to his cook. Driskoll had then briskly seized Butcher before slipping out the rear entrance from the kitchen into the alley-way after giving Nyx rapid instructions not to tell anyone that he was just at the bar. "If anyone asks, I've been at the Supermarket all morning and afternoon. You'll do great, bye!" car keys stuffed in his pocket he has to practically drag his dog away. The Bull Terrier is leaning forward, straining to reach the new bar back with his forelegs dragging against the floorboards where grooves would form because of the bartender ducking his bossy sibling and taking Butcher hostage from the dog's beloved new woman. Driskoll has mentioned his sibling before to the new hireling but there haven't been any sort of introductions made.
Sael removes his sunglasses upon entering the Final Round, glancing around at the mildly busy bar. Tables were filled, glasses were flowing and he sees smiling faces. Ugh, there still hasn't been anything done about the wall paper it's so dull! With a roll of his eyes and a deeply displeased sigh, he marches up to the bar counter with those hips snapping from side to side. "Helllllooooo? Driskoll! I've come to do an inspection, this place is a DUMP, do you see the cobwebs up in the light bulbs? And when are you going to change the grotesque wallpaper?!" Sael demands, slapping his right palm down on the counter. Not getting an immediate reply his well shaped eyebrows twitch before the shifter jumps over the counter to start opening the kitchen door with a less-than-amused expression. "Do not make me come find you, Dris! Driskoll!"
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He'd been given the heads up that Sael was pulling into the parking lot thanks to his cook. Driskoll had then briskly seized Butcher before slipping out the rear entrance from the kitchen into the alley-way after giving Nyx rapid instructions not to tell anyone that he was just at the bar. "If anyone asks, I've been at the Supermarket all morning and afternoon. You'll do great, bye!" car keys stuffed in his pocket he has to practically drag his dog away. The Bull Terrier is leaning forward, straining to reach the new bar back with his forelegs dragging against the floorboards where grooves would form because of the bartender ducking his bossy sibling and taking Butcher hostage from the dog's beloved new woman. Driskoll has mentioned his sibling before to the new hireling but there haven't been any sort of introductions made.
Sael removes his sunglasses upon entering the Final Round, glancing around at the mildly busy bar. Tables were filled, glasses were flowing and he sees smiling faces. Ugh, there still hasn't been anything done about the wall paper it's so dull! With a roll of his eyes and a deeply displeased sigh, he marches up to the bar counter with those hips snapping from side to side. "Helllllooooo? Driskoll! I've come to do an inspection, this place is a DUMP, do you see the cobwebs up in the light bulbs? And when are you going to change the grotesque wallpaper?!" Sael demands, slapping his right palm down on the counter. Not getting an immediate reply his well shaped eyebrows twitch before the shifter jumps over the counter to start opening the kitchen door with a less-than-amused expression. "Do not make me come find you, Dris! Driskoll!"
Tag: Alex
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