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[inadvertently]

[ good ladies and gentlemen of good spirits, the newest bartender is on shift tonight. you may see him outside taking a smoking break or behind the bar, doing his bartending thing, or maybe dubiously eyeing the jar of candy sitting on the ledge and wondering if it's a good idea to take one. they could be spitbacks...

whatever, whatever. shizuo's doing his thing and trying to get back into the swing of bartending.

any and all at good spirits tonight are welcome to enjoy his service. ]

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[moezuo.livejournal.com]

[ quit that.

shizuo picks up the menu and drops it down in front of him. ]

[imitatethelaugh.livejournal.com]

[He can't help it. He's wary of most blond men in the town at this point, thanks to Leo's entry.

Remington's eyes travel to the menu, which he opens to look through. He'll just take his sweet time with this.]

[moezuo.livejournal.com]

[ ... this is pissing him off.

he's walking away now. call him when you want something. ]

[imitatethelaugh.livejournal.com]

[After a minute or two, Remington certainly has decided and is waving for Shizuo to come back on over. While still doing that curious and studious stare of his at the same time.]

Oh, good sir! I believe I've decided!

[moezuo.livejournal.com]

[ there's a twitch. he can't stand the staring. he can feel it. and a shifty guy staring at him is never good. ]

What? [ he won't go back over. he's staying right here. you can yell.

but that would make your voice louder.

and it might piss him off.

... unsure. ]

html betrayed me.

[imitatethelaugh.livejournal.com]

[If he's not coming back over, he'll raise his voice without a regret.]

A beer, if you will! [Difficult choice, huh?]

[moezuo.livejournal.com]

[ eyebrow twitching.

that voice.

killkillkill...

And he grabs the beer and cracks the top. ]

[imitatethelaugh.livejournal.com]

[This man looked like he was possibly having a bad day.]

I'm enjoying the top-notch service. [He might be a little sarcastic, like a light jab at Shizuo.]

[moezuo.livejournal.com]

[ slamming the beer down on the bar.

you can come and get it yourself. ]

[imitatethelaugh.livejournal.com]

[Oh, touchy. The raised eyebrow (can you even see it with that mask on him?) says it all on Remington's face. But he won't complain, and he'll just slide out of his seat and approach for that drink. He gets the feeling that this guy might be getting a little worked up.]

[moezuo.livejournal.com]

[ just don't do anything and you won't have a chair tossed at your face. ]

[imitatethelaugh.livejournal.com]

[Does a smug looking smirk count as doing anything? Because that's what Shizuo's getting as payment for the drink right now. But that's about it.] Thank you.

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[moezuo.livejournal.com]

[ I don't like you.

Shizuo's grabbing a stool!!! ]

2/2

[wingenvy]

[WHOA OKAY SUPERVISOR ZACK STEPPING IN NOW-

He puts his hand heavily on the top of the stool, brows lifting.]

Heyyyy, Shizuo! You're doing pretty well tonight.

[So don't kill any customers, okay?]

[imitatethelaugh.livejournal.com]

[Don't mind Remington, sipping on his beer here. He's not sure what to say about the sudden intrusion, but it definitely seemed like he was pissing Shizuo off. Maybe he should just keep to himself for awhile. If only he knew what Zack just stopped from happening. |:]

Quite well. I'm glad to have been served by him. [Don't mind him slowly slinking off back to his original seat. That might be for the best.]

[moezuo.livejournal.com]

[ GRINDING HIS TEETH. trying to wrench it out of your grasp! he might just beat you with it, man. the veins on his forehead are standing out. ]

[wingenvy]

[Eh-heh okay, this will not end well. Zack shifts his hand to grab the leg of the stool, trying to pull it back down. That poor customer, he wasn't even rude. Shizuo is free to notice that it's not as easy to get the stool away from Zack as it usually would be.]

Hey, hey, see? He's complimenting you! That's a good thing, remember?

[He offers up an apologetic grin to Remington.]

He's still in training.

[imitatethelaugh.livejournal.com]

[Let's try to be genuinely nice, because this seemed like it could end in something of a disaster if Remington keeps pushing buttons. Even with Zack there.]

You could have fooled me. [Compliments, compliments everywhere! Even if they're somewhat half-assed!]

[moezuo.livejournal.com]

[ grunt. :| he lets the stool drop down. ]

[wingenvy]

There we go, no problems here. [Good man, good man. Zack warily pats Shizuo's shoulder and backs off, drawing his hand across his neck in a cutthroat motion to imply that he should probably... not piss Shizuo off. However he managed to do that.]

[imitatethelaugh.livejournal.com]

[That's always a motion that Remington enjoys seeing. When he does it to other people, which isn't often. And there's times where he doesn't like it, and this is probably one of them. He should probably go off and mind his own business.

With a nod:] Thank you for the drink. [AND NOW HE MUST RETREAT BACK TO HIS SEAAAAAT.]