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[After getting violently ejected from his own house, Asch has set up temporary shop in Good Spirits until he figures out where to go (and whether or not to try and evict Guy and get his house back). Since Guy apparently hit his head and can't even remember working there, Asch is hoping that the bar will be the last place he'll have to worry about running into Guy again. And it's not like dealing with the shop is particularly hard; all you have to do is pour drinks and listen to people's griping, and what good is a replica if he can't do that in Asch's place? ...The listening part, anyway. Floating glasses of alcohol might give people the wrong idea.

So in short, Asch will be doing two things today: shopping and carrying groceries back to the bar to stock up, or hanging out in the bar and trying not to attempt to murder his invisible companion. Stupid drecks and their attempts at impressing him. He's not really used to being around a lot of people, so he easily forgets that he's the only one who can see Luke. Thus:]

I already told you to keep your feet on the ground. You could at least pretend to be normal.

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Shut up! Stop doing that, I don't need help.

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Just be quiet already!!

[...Yeah he's a little crazy in public this week.]

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I was talking to someone hard of hearing.

[REPLICA DON'T YOU DARE LAUGH]

... Maybe it's because the journal is too far away?

...Doesn't matter, I'm done shouting at it. What do you want?

Well... [... Actually, nothing really. Uh...]

[YOU PEOPLE NEED TO MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS]

I don't suppose you'd have any recommendations for a good drink, do you?

[Okay, he can play bartender. So long as no one keeps bothering him about being crazy.]

Depends on what you like.

Something sweet, but not too sweet, and nothing that can knock me unconscious in one sip.

[...Hmm. After a moment's consideration, he slides over a fruity vodka cooler. Should be light enough for her.]

Thanks! [Never mind that she's a minor. Score /o/]

[Oh like he cares, he was drinking at 17, himself. |D Now, where was he? Oh right, brooding.]

You look down. [You're the bartender. Entertainment is your job.]

Am I supposed to be happy about all this? [He's just trying to get away from certain people. Obviously he should have picked the library or something. Or maybe the mountain caves...]

I'd expect the local bartender to at least greet his customers with a smile though.

I'm not the local bartender. I'm just filling in. [He could smile but it'll take a lot more alcohol than this.]

It still follows the same rules, whether you're filling in or not.

[Ted, dear, you're expecting way too much of him on Day 1.]

If you'd rather do it yourself, feel free.

I've never done it before. [Not in her universe, at least.]

Then you shouldn't complain.

I was just observing!

Hm. [Watch him be the worst bartender ever by not smiling or being friendly or listening to her troubles. :D]

Not even a tiny one? [Sorry, she feels like prodding like woah today.]

What's there to smile about?

It's a good day, the village is fixing itself up, and you just made a great drink.

It's a terrible day. Nothing about today is good.

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