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[sub][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7I9uietTqkU]I tried to make a good impression, but I failed again. It was New Years Eve, there's too much noise. I could barely hear my own voice.[/url][/sub]
[sub]Is He Alright? (Park Sang-woo [@SgtEasy]), Is [i]HE[/i] Alright? (Isaac Michael Woods[@Klaykid]), What Kind of Help? (Nathan Wagner [@Avanhelsing]), Did He Say 'Beautiful'? (Marcus McClennan [@Fyre])[/sub][hr]

Honestly, she blamed herself. Maybe there wasn't going to be a full-on fight, maybe she just assumed, but it was an easy assumption to make. The boy who drank the vodka like it was a glass of soda wasn't at fault. Min-seo's vantage point allowed her to get the clear picture, but she didn't know the words to diffuse the situation. The word 'fight' carried certain expectations and she wondered if the response was because of her exclamation. Min-seo tried to look towards the vodka-chugger who was falsely manhandled; she recognized something about him. Not in a familiar sense - she hadn't met the guy and technically still hadn't - but he had a familiar look in his eyes. The look that was asking the internal question of "What am I doing here?" She had it too, her first few weeks in America. Unlike him, though, Min-seo didn't accidentally almost get into a party fight. 

Min-seo leaned against the bar, standing on her tip-toes trying to get a glimpse of the Korean boy, if only to confirm he was okay, but her vision was promptly obscured by two new arrivals, one of whom had arrived and...technically diffused the situation. He didn't exactly seem to be the 'suave action hero' type with how his voice happened to peter off after he realized Min-seo was looking at him. He did break up the budding fight, that had to count for something, but Min-seo was puzzled by the expression. Fortunately, his order was clear enough even if Min-seo had to shake her head and return to the present situation. She'd have to look for the Accidental Fight Starter later and offer an apology. 

For now, though, responsibility was showing itself. 

[color=FFEFD5][B]"Vodka, okay."[/b][/color] Min-seo gave the Fight-Ender the universal hand signal for 'okay' and set out a cup, uncapped a chilled bottle, and poured out a serving. She did the same for the more talkative of the duo before realizing that he was doing more than just ordering a drink. [color=FFEFD5][B]"Help?"[/b][/color] She repeated the word then shook her head at the two. [color=FFEFD5][B]"I am...help. Henry...asks me. It is...hard but...okay."[/b][/color] Min-seo flashed the 'okay' gesture again and kept it flashing up until a third arrival pushed his way to the bar. 

Did he...beautiful? That was a bit bold, wasn't it? Min-seo didn't even know this person! Things really were different around here. Maybe he didn't mean it, though. Maybe he was just trying to be nice. Maybe she was overthinking it. She absolutely was. [color=FFEFD5][B]"Busy...yes. Busy."[/b][/color] Min-seo agreed with the obviously rhetorical question as she set out another glass for the flattering fellow, and dropped some ice cubes in it. The vodka bottle in her hand was now empty, so off to the side she placed it. Now she had to improvise. A brown bottle and a red can caught her eye, and an idea came to mind. [color=FFEFD5][B]"I give you...here..."[/b][/color] The whiskey went in first, then she poured in the Coke until the ice rose to the top and the glass looked somewhat presentable. [color=FFEFD5][B]"Jack Coke. Popular. Please, enjoy!"[/b][/color] 

Min-seo took a moment to exhale. After all of this, she could definitely scratch 'bartender' off her list of potential future careers.[/center]