Post by houdini on Jul 1, 2009 16:26:12 GMT -5
"This place is amazing" Cheered one of the many happy people that walked amongst the final customers to leave the Crushed Ice Bar,
"Did you try the Aqua Laguna?"
"No I tried the Vivi Princess"
"I had a Cobra Bite it was really strong do you think the king would be offended if I spat?"
"You should have tried the Duck Squad Berry Mixer it was sooooo gooood"
The customers chatter about the bar continued even when they had left the bar itself and would continue for a great many hours still.
The bar was now deserted. The lunch time rush had finally ended there were now a few quiet hours until the evening would dawn and the customers would roll in again.
The only people that remained in the bar was the owner Blue Micky. He was an old black man who had traveled to Alabsta twenty years ago with the hope of trying to start his own business. The result had been rather successful at first. Drinks were always a must in Alabsta so to have a bar was perfect.
But then the drought came and suddenly Blue's bar had lost it's appeal. Without water he couldn't make refreshing drinks all he could sell was pure alcohol and only the desperate and the depressed were willing to buy it. Then it got worse when the war came and resulted in his bar becoming almost obliterated in the battle.
After the war Blue's bar had limped on. His money had gone into repairing whatever he could and whatever was left was only enough to buy a few fruits and new alcohol's. It wasn't enough.
Then he came. The other man that was left in the Crushed Ice Bar. He stood behind the bar while cleaning a glass with a white cloth, all while staring at Blue with a wide smirk on his face.
"Go on say it" Bandit spoke with a cheeky smirk as he watched Blue sigh and pull a cigarette out of the pocket of his new expensive and very trendy blue smoking jacket.
"Fine naming new drinks after famous people in Alabasta is a incredibly smart way of attracting customers" Blue spoke with a chuckle as he lit his cigarette with a match. He took a slow drag of the cigarette before blowing a small cloud of smoke and chuckling to himself.
"You win Bandit. You get the rest of the day off" He spoke before laughing a little louder as Bandit cheered and tossed the glass he had been cleaning over his head before catching it expertly.
"But don't you dare be even a minute late for happy hour they'll kill me!"
"Don't worry Blue I wouldn't dream of it" Bandit spoke before reaching under the bar and pulling out a bottle of Coconut Rum and pouring a small bit of it into the glass he cleaned before setting it in front of Blue.
"And don't worry chief..." Bandit spoke in a low manly voice that didn't seem to suit bandit too much. He brushed his hair back with a comb that he pulled from his pocket before bowing slightly.
"...I won't disgrace the name of your fine bar with whatever I get up to in my spare time"
"Stop talking in that macho hero voice it makes you sound wierd" Blue chuckled before sipping his beverage slightly. Yes it was official, this kid was a godsend.
"Did you try the Aqua Laguna?"
"No I tried the Vivi Princess"
"I had a Cobra Bite it was really strong do you think the king would be offended if I spat?"
"You should have tried the Duck Squad Berry Mixer it was sooooo gooood"
The customers chatter about the bar continued even when they had left the bar itself and would continue for a great many hours still.
The bar was now deserted. The lunch time rush had finally ended there were now a few quiet hours until the evening would dawn and the customers would roll in again.
The only people that remained in the bar was the owner Blue Micky. He was an old black man who had traveled to Alabsta twenty years ago with the hope of trying to start his own business. The result had been rather successful at first. Drinks were always a must in Alabsta so to have a bar was perfect.
But then the drought came and suddenly Blue's bar had lost it's appeal. Without water he couldn't make refreshing drinks all he could sell was pure alcohol and only the desperate and the depressed were willing to buy it. Then it got worse when the war came and resulted in his bar becoming almost obliterated in the battle.
After the war Blue's bar had limped on. His money had gone into repairing whatever he could and whatever was left was only enough to buy a few fruits and new alcohol's. It wasn't enough.
Then he came. The other man that was left in the Crushed Ice Bar. He stood behind the bar while cleaning a glass with a white cloth, all while staring at Blue with a wide smirk on his face.
"Go on say it" Bandit spoke with a cheeky smirk as he watched Blue sigh and pull a cigarette out of the pocket of his new expensive and very trendy blue smoking jacket.
"Fine naming new drinks after famous people in Alabasta is a incredibly smart way of attracting customers" Blue spoke with a chuckle as he lit his cigarette with a match. He took a slow drag of the cigarette before blowing a small cloud of smoke and chuckling to himself.
"You win Bandit. You get the rest of the day off" He spoke before laughing a little louder as Bandit cheered and tossed the glass he had been cleaning over his head before catching it expertly.
"But don't you dare be even a minute late for happy hour they'll kill me!"
"Don't worry Blue I wouldn't dream of it" Bandit spoke before reaching under the bar and pulling out a bottle of Coconut Rum and pouring a small bit of it into the glass he cleaned before setting it in front of Blue.
"And don't worry chief..." Bandit spoke in a low manly voice that didn't seem to suit bandit too much. He brushed his hair back with a comb that he pulled from his pocket before bowing slightly.
"...I won't disgrace the name of your fine bar with whatever I get up to in my spare time"
"Stop talking in that macho hero voice it makes you sound wierd" Blue chuckled before sipping his beverage slightly. Yes it was official, this kid was a godsend.