Briefly glancing over the piece of paper Yeva held out, the barkeep let out a sharp huff before grabbing her payment. The objects in the bar began to perform again, whirling through the air in a flurry of fruit, blades, and bottles as they did before. Brandy leaked into the air like a small suspended river defying gravity before pouring into chilled glass that emerged from beneath the counter, landing with a subtle ting in front of the tight lipped woman. A subtle red glimmer twinkled out from above as a small paper umbrella, same as the first, floated down gracefully and landed in the center of the glass. Through a fog of smoke, the barkeep reached out and pushed the glass forward into Yeva's reach before swiftly moving on.

	Next down the line was the half naked tattooed man brandishing the massive blade. Not batting an eyelash, the doberman stopped in front of Gharn, a dim red hue emanating from the tip of the cigar pinched in the corner of his maw between a set of sharp canines.[color=aba000]"Alright pretty boy...what'll it be."[/color] Asked the bartender through a veil of smoke before hearing the request for water. One of the doberman's ears twitched in annoyance as he scoffed and leaned back. A waist of time in his eyes since water sold for nothing. It was pretty clear the man wasn't aware of this fact, meaning he wasn't familiar with some basic customs. On top of that, he smelled a little too much like cat for the bartenders comfort. If it weren't for the fact he was an honorable business-dog-man, he would have taken the silver, but it was against his ethics. 

	Since he was here, the bartender decided to oblige the cat scented man. [color=aba000]"Hmph..."[/color] With all the grace and flair of a stone, a small glass flipped out from behind the bar onto the counter, teetering a few times before settling into place in front of Gharn. Globs of water lifted from a drinking barrel a few feet from the bartender, unceremoniously plopping into the glass. [color=aba000]"Here's your water bub...and you can take back your silver."[/color] Declared the hound a bit crudely, pushing the lump of silver back with the glass of water. [color=aba000]"Don't bother me again until you're ready to buy a real drink."[/color] With that he carried on, briefly licking his jowls before promptly addressing another customer.

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