[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200907/82450f7a2767a8095506f68eab4cfe91.png[/img][/center][center]40 / Male / Bar Owner[/center][center]Location: Metal Gear Liquid • Tags: [@sassy1085] (Connie Avis)[/center]

He was tucked away in his office when he heard a voice from outside. 

"Just a moment!" Luke saved the page he was on. The office computer had more issues than he could care to count, but he be damned if he lost his search results. A bit ticked, Luke got up off of his seat and walked towards the main floor, emerging from behind the bar. He saw the young woman who was wanting to have a drink.

"Well, technically we're closed. Not sure if you could tell, but my bar was on the brink of getting burglarized," as he spoke, Luke realized he still hadn't cleaned up his face, though there was nothing he could do about it then. Either she'd be repulsed and leave, or she would stay to have her drink. "Of course. I can always make an exception. Any business is better than no business, am I right?" he smirked, turning around to grab a small towel from one of the racks on the wall and placing one end in his back pocket. "Please, make yourself comfortable on one of the stools. What can I get you? Would you like to take a look at one of our menus or do you already know what you want?" Luke did some minor work as he rambled on, arranging lemon wedges and making sure he was stocked up on some other items. For the moment being, he'd just have to stay at work. His errands would have to wait until later unless he could have someone else come in, though that wasn't looking like a viable option at that point.