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[color=C8C7CB][b]Time:[/b][/color] Evening
[color=C8C7CB][b]Location:[/b][/color] Alexei's
[color=C8C7CB][b]Interaction with:[/b][/color] Eli [@Helo], Finn [@Milkman], Ylva [@13org]
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Finn’s mention of New York piqued Vivian’s interest. Back when she was still working and living in hostels, Vivian wouldn’t have imagined making enough money to travel around the country to various cities. As a kid she mostly moved from military town to military town. But after a few pool tourney wins and savings from her bartending job, she managed to move up to NYC for a short while. The tips there were certainly nice, but she didn’t like the cold so much.

[color=C8C7CB]“Who would’ve thought a New Yorker would find their way in a small town like this. I loved New York though, good tips, great nightlife.”[/color]

The advantages of working in a small town were laid out clearly as Eli explained Finn’s terms of employment. It was apparent there was more leeway when it came to laws and regulations, and that worked out better in Vivian’s favour too. The issue was wrapped up in a jiffy, and before Vivian put in another word, Finn was set to start working the next day.

[color=C8C7CB]“Welcome to the team Finn Cooper!”[/color] Vivian addressed her new co-worker with a smile. [color=C8C7CB]“Beat up some assholes for me-”[/color] she paused, [color=C8C7CB]“-and hopefully no more furniture as collateral damage.”[/color]

Vivian’s eyes glanced at the row of drink orders that have been rolling in, left in a line on the ticket rack by Jimmy, the new server. It seemed like there wouldn’t be much more time for chit-chat, which was unfortunate with this lively bunch.

[color=C8C7CB]“I’m glad you enjoyed the drinks,”[/color] Vivian replied with a grin as she reached out to accept Ylva’s payment. She made a few quick taps on their POS machine and calculated the appropriate change for the Scandinavian patron. [color=C8C7CB]“Let me know if you want me to start a tab too.”[/color]

Begrudgingly, Vivian then turned her attention to the piling line of drink orders. She grabbed a tall glass and a bottle of vodka to get started with the first order, a screwdriver. In mid-pour of orange juice, she turned towards Elias with a sly smile. [color=C8C7CB]“I’m going to try to get through as many of these orders before my break in ten minutes, then it’s all yours.”[/color]