[When Vietnam stepped into Izumo's bar, he will notice that she has a much more serious expression on than usual (it's the brow, it's so knitted right now). She didn't even greet him, just walked right up to the counter, and sits herself neatly down.
Then she remembered that she should've greeted him, because it's rude and it's his bar. What could've made her forget?! Deep thought, that's what.]
Hello, Izumo. How are you today? [That was strangely stiff.]
[ Today is definitely another one for the same shit, different day section of the calendar. However, Vietnam comes in, and sits right in front of him with not one peep of a hello until she remembered.
Something's up he can tell; her body language is stiffer than usual. Time to break out her favorite poison in a bit. ]
Nice to see ya, too, Sen-chan. And I'm doin' just fine, but the real question is, what's your poison for today?
[ ... She never asks for anything stronger than cognac. Definitely something's up.
So he turns around, starts grabbing bottles—the one bottle of cognac which he always buys but hardly serves (he's associated it with Vietnam for far too long) and two other bottles (vodka and tequila....awful). And he starts mixing, back turned but his voice still chipper. ]
Y'know, ya don't normally ask for any of the stronger stuff. Ya doin' okay, mademoiselle?
Although her eyes do widen a bit just looking at how he's really making it strong (wow she might only need just one). Not that she's afraid of it right now, it might just be the kick she needs.]
A-ah, I am fine, thank you, monsieur. Sometimes, one just needs something a little more wild, no?
[ A few ice cubes and a little umbrella and the drink's done. He turns back facing her and sets the drink down with a flourish. ]
On the house, for the pretty lady.
[ Back to wiping the counter. ]
Like spontaneity bein' the breath of life or somethin'? [ woops, his old age made him forget how the saying went. ] Dunno, ya don't seem to be the type. M' sure it's nothin' but bureaucracy trouble, eh?
[Awww, look how lovely it is too! He's too flamboyant about his as usual.
Does she ever say no to a freebie from him though? Nope.]
Oh goodness! You know I will keep being in your debt like this. [She picks it up, nearly taking a sip when she pauses. The idea now is how to describe this.]
Close enough, but yes, you are right. It's ah... [SIPS.] I need to tell you something.
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gee it's not like her name is right there. i gotta really think hard!!
Then she remembered that she should've greeted him, because it's rude and it's his bar. What could've made her forget?! Deep thought, that's what.]
Hello, Izumo. How are you today? [That was strangely stiff.]
i'm back to being stupid with him jsyk
Something's up he can tell; her body language is stiffer than usual. Time to break out her favorite poison in a bit. ]
Nice to see ya, too, Sen-chan. And I'm doin' just fine, but the real question is, what's your poison for today?
you mean hells yeah
That's good, I am glad that you, and your business, is going well. [Also way too formal?!] I would like...
You know, just give me your strongest that involves cognac. [She probably needs it for...why does she need it?!]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xAWSsXMTSXM
So he turns around, starts grabbing bottles—the one bottle of cognac which he always buys but hardly serves (he's associated it with Vietnam for far too long) and two other bottles (vodka and tequila....awful). And he starts mixing, back turned but his voice still chipper. ]
Y'know, ya don't normally ask for any of the stronger stuff. Ya doin' okay, mademoiselle?
I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU LINKED ME THIS??????
Although her eyes do widen a bit just looking at how he's really making it strong (wow she might only need just one). Not that she's afraid of it right now, it might just be the kick she needs.]
A-ah, I am fine, thank you, monsieur. Sometimes, one just needs something a little more wild, no?
[YES, WHAT AN EXCELLENT EXCUSE.]
YOU DESERVE IT
On the house, for the pretty lady.
[ Back to wiping the counter. ]
Like spontaneity bein' the breath of life or somethin'? [ woops, his old age made him forget how the saying went. ] Dunno, ya don't seem to be the type. M' sure it's nothin' but bureaucracy trouble, eh?
I DESERVE C-CLOWN SWAG HUH
Does she ever say no to a freebie from him though? Nope.]
Oh goodness! You know I will keep being in your debt like this. [She picks it up, nearly taking a sip when she pauses. The idea now is how to describe this.]
Close enough, but yes, you are right. It's ah... [SIPS.] I need to tell you something.
[I don't even know what she's going to tell him.]
kangjun voice: HEEEEEEEEELLLL YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH
[ her visits are enough tbh. what a sap. but he does perk up a little bit when she says she has something to say. ]
I'm listenin'.
ASKLJJKLASLJK IT ALL COMES BACK
[He's too forgiving! She'll definitely gift him with something, gross. But here it goes.
She waves him to come in closer.]
A little closer, please. No one must hear.
no subject
aight, so he leans a little bit closer but still maintains a professional distance away from Vietnam, with his hands folded on the counter. ]
Ya can always pay me in food, darlin'. Or just your illustrious company. Aight, what's up?