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...Stupid.

Good Spirits is now open.

[Guess who's trying to get active while Guy's kidnapped? Sitting around, bitching at people, and breaking things won't solve anything, so for once Asch is being an adult about it. He has no idea what Meryl's bar schedule is, so with Guy gone he's claiming the bartender job. ...Hopefully this will not end badly. He'll be there every day from now until Guy returns, so feel free to challenge his novice mixing skills.

Come bother the awkward redhead?]

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[He's heard about Good Spirits before, but never really bothered to check it out. It wasn't going to harm him to at least learn more about this place.]

This is quite the place you have here.

[Hopefully he's not looking for a happy evening.]

It's not mine, but it's alright.

[Not really, he was just investigating.]

I admit, being a bartender was not part of my expectations when it comes to your future occupation.

[Well, that's alright then. |D]

I'm just filling in for Guy. This isn't something I usually do.

Fair enough.

What kind of drinks do you normally serve here?

...Alcoholic. [Someone needs to relax and stop taking people so literally.]

I meant a menu of sorts.

Oh. .... [Crap, he has no idea.] I don't think there is one.

{awww, poor Asch. D: Frings will try not to make him feel too awkward.] Well, I'm not very picky. A mixture of your choice would be nice.

[Thank god for small mercies.] Alright. [And after a moment or two of mixing, Asch slides him a simple mix with a relatively low alcohol content.]

[Will be trying it out then. Good thing it was low though, since he didn't want to end up walking home drunk.] Is this your first time to mix drinks?

[Asch shrugs absently and starts rinsing out the mixer.] Guy taught me how to mix some before. I'm just going from memory.

It tastes good.

I know. [Not boasting, it's just his favourite. Washing, washing.] It's surprising that you've never come here before.

Is it?

Considering how little there is to do in Luceti, yeah.

Perhaps, though I should have invested more time frequenting places for social gathering.

I guess this is as good a chance as any. [Though socializing isn't exactly Asch's strong spot.]

And you? I don't seem to see you around as much as I would expect.

Do you really expect someone like me to get involved with the community? [He's a God-General in the espionage department, man, raised for doing the dirty work. Social coordinator he is not.]

It's not such a bad thing.

I never said it was a bad thing. [Asch sets aside the cleaned-and-dried mixer and lifts his head to give Frings a steady look.] It's just not something I'm capable of without good reason. [Namely, a combat situation.]

Socializing for the sake of meeting new people isn't a good enough reason?

I have no skills with small talk. Why would I want to do something that just makes me uncomfortable? [Nevermind the fact that bartenders are usually fluent in all forms of small talk. Whoops.]

I believe this constitutes as small talk, does it not?

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