#* [conversations] 💬 ft. rosita
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LOCATION: Nouveau Table CLOSED for @witchrosita
It wasn't often that Atlas found himself on the other side of the bar, pouring drinks instead of drinking them, but one of his usual bartenders was off sick so he'd had to step in. He'd dabbled in bartending a few times, so he knew his way around things, but he wasn't nearly as good as his staff were. But, he was trying his best, and he hadn't managed to mess anything up or break anything, so he considered that a win.
When a woman appeared at the bar, Atlas put on his best smile. "Hi, what can I get for you this evening?" He asked in his best, most charming voice. "First drink of the night is on the house."
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It wasn't uncommon for Atlas to offer a few free drinks on the rare occasion that he found himself behind the bar. It wasn't common practice, he knew that, but he'd always thought that it helped with keeping people coming back. It hadn't failed him yet.
"An excellent choice." Atlas said with a smile as he started making the drink. "So, what brings you in tonight?" He asked, making polite chat as he worked. He wasn't in it for the tips or the money, he'd always just enjoyed making sure that people had a good time. "I don't think I've seen you in here before, are you new to town? Or maybe I just haven't been around, which is entirely likely. Though, I think I'd remember a face like yours."
Rosita settled onto the barstool, ready to kick off her night with a drink. She didn’t even have to wait—almost immediately, the bartender approached her and offered a free drink. Now that was service. She couldn't tell if the charming voice was part of an act to rake in tips, but it didn’t matter; it was effective. It didn’t hurt that he was strikingly handsome, either. She already decided he’d get a generous tip—Rosita was many things, but selfish with her money wasn't one of them. She had more than she knew what to do with.
She also didn't know the man owned the bar, ''How nice of you,'' she said, a smile playing on her lips as she considered her choice. ''A martini, extra dirty,'' she added with a playful wink.

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