week one, late saturday

[digestif]

[ by the time Luna finds them, they'll be looking quite tired, indeed, but not asleep yet - instead, they're cleaning up a few empty bottles in the parlor. Mizuki seems faintly surprised to see her. ]

Ah... Luna-san? Good evening. Sorry, it's a bit messy in here.

[ some louts were hanging around the parlor after today's events... ]

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[artificialhighness]

[She looks unnecessarily fresh as a daisy despite the day they've all just had and has probably been wandering about the place aimlessly because first of all she's a robot, and second of all even if she did sleep she would stay up out of spite.

She's still not happy about the curfew?? Sleep mode salt: engage.

Anyway, she'll pause on spotting Mizuki and give them a brief smile -- she doesn't seem quite as at ease as usual, but it's a good approximation.]

Good evening. It is Mizuki, isn't it? Do you tend this place often?

[Bartending is on their profile, after all, even if this is the bar away from the bar.]

[digestif]

Mm, fairly often... It's sort of relaxing in here, I think. A lot of people come by, too, so it doesn't get too boring.

[ contrary to how it might sound, they're not a booze hound; they like a drink before bed on occasion, and that's about it. But being near familiar things that they have some control over brings a small amount of comfort. ]

Of course, I like making cocktails, too, so that doesn't hurt. Do you want one? It's been a long day.

[artificialhighness]

I think I've been in here only once or twice -- once for the music, and not yet for the company.

[She gives the sparkling white piano a gentle look, before turning back to the bar itself.]

I'm afraid I don't drink, though I like watching the craft. This place suits you.

[There's something vaguely mischievous to the statement, I don't drink, as she seats herself to watch. Mizuki seems to have the cleaning itself in hand.]

[digestif]

That's fine, too. I've already had enough for one night, unfortunately, so I can't show you anything. It wouldn't be good to waste our supplies.

[ even if they seem to regenerate infinitely... ]

How are you feeling? We've had a long day.

[artificialhighness]

I suppose that's one way to entice your customers to return.

[The bar got her used to bartenders keeping all hours!! But she doesn't seem inclined to prod him into showing off; just a mild bout of teasing to tide things over. There's room for thought as she mulls it all over.]

It has been a long day, and a long week. We're all still getting used to each other, and being thrown together like this certainly has its uses if the gods were hoping for a good show.

If I were to pick an emotion, however... Disappointment may be a good place to start.