Tamaki ✣ 055 ✣ Renaissance Faire Event

[spectaculaire]

Who: somarium
Where: The park around Cafe des Reves (Residential District)
Style: First!
Status: OPEN
Notes: Backdated a little to early this afternoon, and running all through early evening!

[The time for the Renaissance Faire had finally arrived! The streets and sidewalks leading up to the cafe were properly decorated with posters, streamers, and

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[failssassin]

[This also good looking derp is coming in twirling at you, Flynn. Why is there so much twirling in these dances anyway? Desmond is dizzy, out of breath and completely traumatized. But not really. But now is his chance to escape the dancing circles and he is going to take it. Except that he bumps into you, Flynn. He recognizes the young man and smirks lightly at him]

Still trying to pick up girls, 'Gene?

[Hopefully, the other male hasn't seen his rather poor earlier performance with the cute blond]

[foundaprincess]

Yeah, sure.

[wow, Corona beer? Now that's a pleasant surprise. He is also laughing at the coincidence]

Man, the kingdom was holding out on me! Have you ever tried it?

[failssassin]

Yeah. It's a blond beer. Pretty smooth and you usually serve it with a slice of lime that you push right inside the bottle. I can check if I can get some at the club when it reopens, if you want. I think it'd be your type of beer.

[AKA easy drinking ones.]

[foundaprincess]

Well you'd know best. Guess I'll hold you to it.

[he throws Desmond one more grin before his eyes go back to scanning that dance floor]

Is the club opening any time soon?

[failssassin]

[He chuckles] Yeah, I would.

[His gaze follows Flynn's to the dance floor as well, trying to see which young woman has caught the other man's attention.]

It needs to be rebuilt from the ground up, so it'll take some time. Although, I'm hoping to have it reopened by the end of June. Don't worry, I'll send you an invitation personally.

[He gives Flynn a small smirk]

Though this time you'll have to pay for your drinks, Gene.

[foundaprincess]

[he catches a glimpse of the young lady in question, though she quickly disappears within the crowd of dancing people

but that isn't to say that he is ignoring you, Des. In a tone of mock-horror, he says:]

All of them? C'mon, Des, what kind of follow up is that?

[failssassin]

[He simply raises an eyebrow, answering in a mock-matter-of-fact tone to match Flynn's]

The kind where it's my business and I'd rather not have you drink me into the streets. If you want a couple of free drinks, you can come and help at the club then.

[You know, do what normal people do and work for what you want.]

[foundaprincess]

[working is for people who are boring and unattractive. but okay, he'll bite]

Are you offering me a job?

[failssassin]

[Unless you work at a club where the babes are hot and drunk and willing to pay you a couple of shots in hope they'll get in your bed at the end of the night.]

If you think you can stay away from the booze and the register long enough to have an honest day of work, then maybe.

[He could use another cute bartender, or at least a server to keep those ladies happy and well supplied.]

[foundaprincess]

[......Flynn could do that. Flynn is also super cute. Hire him? /puppydogfays

That draws a laugh out of him,] Hey, I'm not the same guy I was when we first met, okay? That guy was a raging drunk whereas I am your average casual drinker. What does an honest day of work mean to you?

[failssassin]

[You know, the club is going to explode with raging female hormones if those two get behind the bar at the same time. Just sayin'...

Desmond smirks lightly]

Well, I have yet to see that. And an honest day's work for you would be to collect the dirty glasses from the tables, clean them and put them back into their place, make sure all what the bartenders have everything they need to serve the customers: fruits, ice, juice, liquor. You'd have to wipe the tables as well.

[It's nothing glorious, but if Flynn can do this well, Desmond is not opposed to promote him to a serving position.]

[foundaprincess]

Hmmm. Sounds reasonable. I think I'll take you up on that. [He says this slowly, regarding it with a seriousness that might surprise. Flynn may look like a finicky guy, but as a person raised off the streets, he has come to find that no job is too lowly if it eventually means profit. Reserve judgement, Des, for he will surprise you with his work ethic-which, yes, does exist.

Also, the raging female hormones thing. You can totally make him your cash cow.]

I guess I'm not to deal with any customers until you're sure I'm up to snuff? Don't waste what you've got, Des. I could be your most valuable employee. [and we're done being serious now. He is smiling like a fox]

[failssassin]

[There's a reall smile on Desmond's lips. It will be nice to have Gene around at work. He did enjoy the man's presence at Mille's after all. And plus he got his second employee. The club will certainly be up and ready to run when its reconstruction is done.]

All right, you're hired. I'll get in touch with you a few days before the club reopens.

[He shrugs]

You don't have any experience in the field, you'll need to start at the bottom. That's what I did.

[foundaprincess]

Right, and now look at you, opening your own place. You, sir, are a success story.

[he would say more but he suddenly sees her dancing with all the people in the crowd. He grins] I'll be waiting for that call, Des. Now if you don't mind, there is this girl I need to see on the dance floor. You're welcome to join me but I think you might kick up an unwanted storm.

[he will never forget the dancing. if you can even call that thing you were doing dancing.]

[failssassin]

[Just in this world, but Desmond is certainly not going to say that out loud. Instead he shrugs and shakes his head before giving Eugene a mocked bow]

Oh no thanks. The floor is all yours.

[He never said he was any good at this. He waves his hand at Flynn and walks away from the dancefloor before another cute blond pulls him in.]