One Squall Leonheart, now known by the name of
Leon, in the bar. He hasn't been in the bar in a long time, and he's surprised by the reappearance of it, not that you could tell by the look on his face.
He could go right back out that door, but he's honestly tired of being around people at the moment. Right now, he's finding everyone back at Hollow Bastion to be acting quite excessive, and this is not something that he can tolerate for long periods. While the bar at the end of the universe is not
ideal for a break, it's the best offer he can get. Clearly.
But the bar does not have a break in store for him. When he heads over to her and places an order, instead of giving it to him, she delivers him a note instead, informing him that today, he has a job to do, and an old tab to cover.
The mask slips just slightly and his eye twitches, almost imperceptibility. "This," he informs the bar, his voice dark and low, "must be a joke."
A moment of no response, before she provides another note: when opened, it presents a picture of a large smiley face. And knowing him well, it also has a list of specials. He wouldn't have bothered otherwise, and she seems to understand this.
If Leon were the type to roll his eyes, he would - but instead, he just crumples up the paper very carefully and very thoroughly, and throws it to the side. He moves into position and writes up the specials board:
Specials
Kamikaze
Lion Tamer
Sir Knight"Happy hour," he say, to the bar in general. "I suppose."
You could sound happier about it, Leon. A job worth doing is a job worth doing well, eh?