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Ora grabbed a few of the empty glasses, bowing politely as she backed away from the table headed back to the bar. Some of the other patrons had departed and the bartender no longer appeared as flustered as he had several minutes earlier. Setting the glasses down upon the bar, she cleared her throat, tapping some of the gil Whiskeyjack had given her against the bar. The sound immediately caught the bartender's attention and he shook his head slightly, but proceeded to where Ora was leaning against the bar anyway.
"Thanks for bringin' these back." He forced a smile, "What'll ya have."
"Well, I'm not sure. My companions over there seem to be drinking wine, but may be nearly finished. Two glasses all the same. I'm sure they'll find a home one way or another, even if they don't drink them. The big fella said he would like whiskey. And for myself a glass of sherry, whatever's good."
The bartender, who had already begun pouring wine into a pair of goblets arched an eyebrow at her as he grabbed a bottle of whiskey from one of the top shelves - probably already knowing what Two-Patch regularly drank. "I thought you usually drank the same grog as everyone else in this place."
Her fists tightened at her sides, but she kept a cool composure, "I'm trying something new today."
"Here you are then, two glasses of wine, some whiskey for the big fella, and..." he glanced at her appraisingly, "...one glass of sherry for the lady."
Grinning, she took the tray off the bar, leaving the entirety of the gil that Whiskeyjack had given her on the bar. She had thought about pocketing the extra and stiffing the bartender for not serving her earlier, but now she was getting into character and felt she had to play the part fully. A small sum of gil now for a larger sum later! She nodded to herself as she elegantly walked back to the table, holding the tray as a professional waitress would.
Setting them down, she smiled softly at everyone at the table.
"Thanks for bringin' these back." He forced a smile, "What'll ya have."
"Well, I'm not sure. My companions over there seem to be drinking wine, but may be nearly finished. Two glasses all the same. I'm sure they'll find a home one way or another, even if they don't drink them. The big fella said he would like whiskey. And for myself a glass of sherry, whatever's good."
The bartender, who had already begun pouring wine into a pair of goblets arched an eyebrow at her as he grabbed a bottle of whiskey from one of the top shelves - probably already knowing what Two-Patch regularly drank. "I thought you usually drank the same grog as everyone else in this place."
Her fists tightened at her sides, but she kept a cool composure, "I'm trying something new today."
"Here you are then, two glasses of wine, some whiskey for the big fella, and..." he glanced at her appraisingly, "...one glass of sherry for the lady."
Grinning, she took the tray off the bar, leaving the entirety of the gil that Whiskeyjack had given her on the bar. She had thought about pocketing the extra and stiffing the bartender for not serving her earlier, but now she was getting into character and felt she had to play the part fully. A small sum of gil now for a larger sum later! She nodded to herself as she elegantly walked back to the table, holding the tray as a professional waitress would.
Setting them down, she smiled softly at everyone at the table.
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