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[center][b]Time & Date Stamp: Jan 1st, 8:09 P.M.
Weather: Snowy
Location: Queen of Hearts Bar[/b][/center]

[b]T[/b]he bar was alive as usual, the patrons laughing, cussing, clanking glasses and yelling as per usual. A [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gQFIp1wXU0k]retro, though pleasant and upbeat[/url] song was blasting through the bar's speakers, making it so it was difficult for some to hear more than ten feet away from them, but not many of them seemed to mind. There were all sorts, from a drunk dwarf to a gentleman-looking lizard humanoid. This city was bad enough without racism, so at least most of the people here that grew up in Sraefin didn't care to waste their time, though there was always a few. The bartender was busy busing drinks across the large bar while cooks on the second floor made sure any paid food was ready and hot for those within.

On the first floor, among many of the several off-shoots of rooms was a plainly dressed girl serving drinks to some men, though rumors had circulated recently of the strangely disciplined woman. [b]"Hey babe, got a question for you."[/b] A man in a uniform of sorts, perhaps one of many gangs that existed in the city, pointed to her with his drink while a couple of his friends snickered and looked on with interest. [b]"Heard rumor you were one of them robot girls or somethin', yeah? What kind of robot are you? Do you like - y'know - do [i]stuff[/i] in the bedroom and all that?"[/b]

The girl paused, looking at him with an expression that spoke politeness, though there was a hint of annoyance at the man's question. [color=4286f4][b]"There's no use in hiding that I'm indeed an android, however my apologizes sir, for I'm not comfortable giving out such delicate information to those who I do not know."[/b][/color] Just as politely as she said it, she bowed her head a little, giving a basic respect to the man despite his likely motivation.

[b]"Aw, c'mon, don't be like that! It was just a question, yeah? You can trust me."[/b] He nearly dropped the glass of brandy, indicating he was clearly tipsy if not drunk and reached out to grab Ardella's wrist, attempting to pull her in. Much to his surprise, she did not budge, not even an inch. As if she were threatening his manhood, her brows furrowed and he pulled harder, grunting in annoyance. [b]"Ugh, fine bitch, whatever! Just fuck off then!"[/b] Grumbling, he waved her off and started to drink, trying his best to ignore her presence.

[color=4286f4][b]"Very well sir,"[/b][/color] was her only response, turning promptly as she went back to the bar for further instructions. Patiently she stood at the bar, waiting for the tender to finally notice her, walking over. [color=4286f4][b]"Sam, table eleven has their drinks. Can this one be of further service?"[/b][/color]

The man, middle-aged, his hair starting to grey, but definitely very handsome and well-fit leaned over the bar and chuckled as he glanced to the table. [b]"Yeah? Saw that punk giving you trouble. Should know not to bother with an android like you, huh?"[/b] he smirked amusingly and stood back up, wiping the bar off and shrugging. [b]"Nah, unless someone calls you over, just wait here, okay? Take a break - uh, well, not that you need one, but take it anyways."[/b] Just then another person at the bar called over, giving a slight wave to Ardella and leaving her alone, standing at the bar as she turned, simply to watch all the people interact.

[hider=OOC note]Just do intros for characters and stuff and let the role-play start! Ardella is just chilling at the bar and will come if anyone calls for her to bring them a drink/food.[/hider]