(Setting) G&K CafeBar

| >Relocated to an ever smaller and easier-to-miss alley, five minutes away from the Central District main street, is a G&K CafeBar. Small, warm, quiet haven, with old-school, 1960-th themed wooden furniture and yellow gas lamps.
>Being known to a few chosen to begin with, it would take some luck to stumble upon it now.
>New cafe location quickly grew on Springfield family members scattered throughout the city, and once again became their favorite meeting spot and safe heaven.

| >Being a relatively small cafe, it only features a couple of tables and a counter. Sleepy mafioso guard sits sipping his coffee in the corner near the exit.
>Behind the counter stands the young woman in chocolate apron over black suit. Her waist long, chestnut color hair is let free, occasional strand resting on her fragile shoulders. Soft smile on her face made her deep, green eyes seem even deeper, diverting attention from the thin scar on her left temple.

| >A charming addition to the cafe interior, a young girl in the waitress uniform is wiping one of the tables, which likely just had been in use. Her bright red eyes shine in the hall's twilight, and shoulder blade length, fluffy blond hair is tied into tail with a big green ribbon.

| > Fox, trusted courier to the Springfields, walks in, wearing warmer clothing than the lilim usually does. He also seems to be carrying a shopping bag instead of his usual bag. He walks in, as relaxed as can be

"Ahhh!! This place is as cosy as always! I missed you guys, you know? How's it going??"

> He says all this as he comes to the counter, stars in his eyes. Anyone good person would have made a less flashy entrance. A smarter person would have said nothing at all.

| >>609159
>Mafioso in the corner is the first to greer the lilim, his extremely sharp gaze piercing through the room as Dale lifts his fedora slightly — fiery red hair of the Springfields guardian flashing in the dim lighting of the room.

>Svetlana limits herself to a polite nod towards the friend of the family, before going back to wiping the table... Apparently another one, at the opposite side of the hall.

| >Cafe owner herself blooms with a smile, as she turns on the teapot and leans over the bar counter.
"Mr. Ayanami! I haven't seen you in ages, I feel," — >her velvety voice with just a tad of coarseness in it flows throughout the cafe,
— "how have you been?"

| >>609167

> Fox quickly finds a seat and gets comfortable.

“Hi!!!! It does feel like we haven’t seen each other in a while. I’ve been so busy lately, plus I now have a housemate so I stick home a little more. Oh! I have a housemate now!! Her name is Dusty. I think you’d like her a lot. She looks all mean and tough but she’s actually sweet after she warms up to you.”

> He scans over the menu quickly before turning back

“What about here? What’s been new? “

| >>609280
>Mina shrugs with a half-smile, her loose hair flowing behind her back:
"Not much, really. City seems to have slowed down it seems, and so did business," — >Springfield's smile warmed up,
— "well, the Family business that is. It has been increasingly more busy here, since most our boys now don't have much to do."

>A mischievous glint appears in Mina's green eyes, and she leaned in close to his face, locking their gazes with a devilish smile:

| "So, tell me all about that... housemate of yours." — >She whispered not even blinking, gas lamps' lights dancing deep inside her eyes.
— "I'm all ears..."

| (Is it okay if a stranger wanders in? You seemed to emphasize how hard it was to find in the description, so I wanted to ask permission first.)

| (If you can rationalize finding it, you're welcome. — UKT)

| >>609295

"Hmm... Dusty... She's short! And really likes motorcycles. She's building one right now, or I think it might be done already. Oh! She's also from the US, just the other side of the country. I was thinking of bringing her here, but she isn't one to go out all that often either."

> He keeps his finger near his mouth as he spoke, as if he had to actively remember things about her that weren't just her personality

| >>609421
"Hmmmmmmmm," — >Mina hummed with amusement, shifting on top of the bar counter to rest her chest on her hands,
— "so you prefer short, cool types?"

| >A tall man wearing a blue and white overcoat walks in, his demeanor exuding a great deal of tiredness. He takes off his hood, brushing off remnants of snow from his coat in the same action. His brown hair bordering on black thus comes into view along with his face, although its upper half seems concealed beneath a small mask adorned with a singular horn...
>In brief, he looks odd.
"Here I am working all day for those people... Aaah"
>He lets out a sigh and approaches the counter

| >>609451
>From the moment the man entered, he would feel himself stabbed in the back with the piercing gaze of the red-headed mafioso in the corner.

>Mina shifted away from Fox, flashing the lilim with a quick apologetic smile that quickly transformed into a neutrally polite one, as she faced the newcomer:
"Welcome to G&K!"

| >>609490
>The stare makes the newcomer ill at ease but he coughs and tries his best to appear as the very image of composure.
"Hello indeed"
>He takes a seat, tapping the remaining snow off his boots, before truly settling in, he gives the bartender a direct stare
"I'll take whatever light beer you have, that or good sake"



| (last bamp before resuming. —UKT)

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