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[17_miles]

*The video feed comes on to show Desmond...wearing a bartender's attire. Nice white shirt, black vest, bow tie, the whole nine yards. Leaning back, he grins gesturing broadly to a sort of makeshift bar he's set up. Really don't ask questions, assassin powers*Hey! So, I've kind of noticed you know, everyone's in a mood. So I figured why not ply my

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[timisnotme]

*Masky is just wandering by when he spots... whatever this is.*

What are doing?

oh boy oh boy

[17_miles]

*Des flashes a smile at the other, busying himself with wiping glasses because well what else is there to do?*

Servin' drinks and lookin for people to talk to. *He gestures to one of the stools he absconded with from heaven knows where* Come on, have a seat.

[timisnotme]

*Masky looks dubious. Well, not really since the mask obscures his face, but he hesitates before he finally awkwardly sits down across from him.*

Talk about what?

[17_miles]

Anything, anything. Anything you have to say I'm here to listen.

*he sets a glass down on the little makeshift bar, cocking his head to one side*

So what would you like?