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(Setting) The Alabaster Mongoose; 1st Floor Bar.

| >The massive floor plan of the Mongoose once again opens its doors for a night of of good drinks and tales, Good times and Escapes of Reality.
>The overly large room mostly had a good number of tables, chairs and booths all running along the edges of the building, leaving an impressive amount of space for the namesake, Alabaster Mongoose Statue, ever vigilant on its pedestal.
>The replicant dark wood floors shine in the bright lights way overhead.


| >Awaiting at the bar tonight was, what many would call, a Delicious Drink herself. A luscious mane of dark blue hair with the 6
literal 6'2 (in heels) figure of the saucy Office Worker you'd want to be your boss. Her left eye was however covered with a black Eyepatch, with its own decal of a white mongoose in the center.
The rest was the relatively standard bartender outfit, sans the open blouse and unbuttoned vest that allowed just enough of that extra 'Tipping Cleavage'


| >with the literal 6'2 (in heels) figure***
(And of course > where needed)


| >Down the stairs from a room titled the Manager's Office walks a younger man with dirty blonde hair swept to the side in a side face. His own handsome looks and 6 foot, well kept stature complimented his coworker well as he finished slipping on a black leather glove over his right hand and adjusts his bow tie, his own blue eyes scanning the bar. His smile could charm most any he'd want but for tonight, he was ready for work. His attire was that of the classic outfit, to a T.


| >He steps to the bar floor, taking a small detour to the statue, ensuring its perfection before opening and clicks a small remote in his pocket, the outside lights kick on, showing the Mongoose is ready for guests as he walks back to the bar counter, ready to serve.
"Welcome to the Alabaster Mongoose. How may we service you today?" He asks upon new arrivals.


| >The general seats fill up with the local clientele as the hourly wait staff assist them. The place had been filling up as a chilled out Jazz beat played over the speakers for the night.
>Both of the two in the Bartender outfits manned the Bar Counter itself though, looking to entertain and converse with the local flair of the city.

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