What the Bartender Hears is Confidential, Isn't It?

[sweartoit]

[This is Dominic. Dominic used to work at a five star restaurant called the Pixel Palace.
There, some of video game’s most popular celebrities pop in to have a drink.
Well he doesn't work there anymore, now he works at the House of Mouse, tending drink to all the guests.
Sometimes, they share stories and even secrets.
Because, as we all know, what the bartender hears is confidential, isn’t it?

...

So here I am tending the bar to the House of Mouse. Yes I work for the mouse of Disney now, isn't that a kicker? Well, I happen to work with many of strange folks, some being those weird half animal, half human types, I guess you can call them anthros. The... Boss kinda discourages from using the term "furries", says it may be too "risky", might offend others but whatever. I've already had Fox McCloud tell me all about "humanies", lord knows I'm done with that whole thing.

Stands up straight a bit as he cleans one of the glasses. Looks to the side of the bar, gives a sort of sigh to himself.

My only hope really is that I won't be dealing as much... interesting sort of characters like I did in Pixel Palace. But, with a bit of luck and a more family friendly enviornment perhaps it won't be so bad.]

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[callmeyork]

[So, Mr. Dominic, how much do you really think you know your video game clientele? Because this guy is wandering up to the bar, looking decidedly un-Disney.]

I'll have a coffee, please. The best you've got. I'll have you know, I'm very particular about my coffee.

Oh, and a pitcher of cream on the side, if you will? Thanks. [And with that, the snappily dressed agent takes a seat.]

[sweartoit]

[Looks up and see a man approach the bar. Straightens up a bit for the customer and goes to prepare one of best roasted coffee.]

Right away sir.

[While preparing the coffee he took a glance at him, he recognized the fellow. Tilting his head, before looking back at concentrating on making the coffee. His mind started to wonder.

One of the horror games was it? I'm sure there were guns and blood. Although I do not recall what was the premise. One of the more recent ones, not like some of the others like Mario or things that were around for a while. Well it must be the first time in person none the less...

He brings him the coffee with a clear pitcher of cream he got from the fridge.]

There you are. Oh um pardon me, but you're one of the recent ones aren't you? I believe I recognize your face but I'm trying to recall where from.

[callmeyork]

[York patiently waits at the bar, taking in his surroundings. When the barman came back with the coffee, he nodded, pulling it and the cream back towards himself, studying it a bit.]

... Hm? Ah, yes, this is my first time around here. Just visiting.

Where I'm from? Well, I just made my way back from Greenvale, up in Washington state, so... let's call it that.

[There's a moment where he grins awkwardly at Dominic, then turns in his barstool, pressing two fingers up to his temple.] Zach, seems like the bartender is a fairly inquisitive one. Maybe we can get some more information out of him later?

[trademark_skull]

[Kind of just waltzed right in... What, he's over 21, even if he certainly did not look it.]

[Although it wasn't quite as exciting in here as he hoped.]

[sweartoit]

[Dominic looks over and notices the kid. Gives a little sigh.

One of the young ones? Well perhaps he just looks young. You'd be bloody sure that happened one too many times to me what with the colorful characters I've met. Although... I do think he maybe from that one game, Disgea? The one with all the little penguins in it. Lots of demons too as I recall. Although they look nothing like demons, just big eyes and adorable outfits.

Comes over to his side. Clears his throat.]

Welcome, any chance I can help you?

[trademark_skull]

[Yup, they're all just the kawaiiest mothafu--HEY! D|]

[Looks one way.... looks to the other...]

.... Do you have anything that's not alcoholic?

[Might as well have something while he's here.]

[falcoff]

[Excuse the bizzare lizard man while he just stabs the bar counter.]

Screwdriver. Make it pronto, shaven monkey.

[sweartoit]

[Now here's a character Dominic recognized, one of Fox's members on his team. ...Or, was it the only member? ... Was he also a humanie? Hope not.

None the less, he made his point quite clear that he wanted a drink right away. Making the drink swiftly he put full glass of screwdriver in front of him.]

Rough day?

[doesntdomuch]

[And then a platypus literally jumps onto the bar stool, and ordered a glass of sparkling apple cider. Well by "ordered" I mean "gestured in the direction of the cider and hope the bartender gets the clue".]

[sweartoit]

[Dominic blinked and looked back pointed to the cider. Holding up a cup and gestured if that's what he wanted.]

Do you... Want the cider sir?

[doesntdomuch]

[Nods, then hands him a note that says "They refuse to serve me alcohol because I'm under 21", in case Dominic starts talking about how it's cute that he's pretending to be an adult.]

[afterthemoon]

[A blue haired, stern faced man is sitting at the bar]

[sweartoit]

[Cleaning up one of the cups, he looked up.

This man... Very familiar, was he perhaps that one with both final fantasy and disney characters in it? Well my new boss was in that, I know that for sure. Pretty sure there was some kid with large key saving the world or whatever. Well-perhaps I'm mistaken, but-I guess I'll go ahead and ask him if he wants a drink then.]

Interested in a drink sir?

[afterthemoon]

A rum and coke...

[He looks away, seemingly lost in his thoughts]

[roadblasted]

[Hey Dominic, what if your patron is a Disney video game character from a Disney movie about video games?]

Hey mac, hit me up with a root beer over here!

[sweartoit]

[And here comes someone I thought I would see fairly soon. Turbo, from the game Turbo Time from the movie Wreck It Ralph... Bloody hell that's a mouth full.

Gives a nod and makes the root beer for Turbo and hands him the drink.]

Here you are Turbo.

[roadblasted]

[The racer grins, taking the mug and chugging about half the glass as fast as he can.]

Ahhh~
Givin' Tapper a run for his money, are ya?

[crampinmyback]

[And then into the bar walked a beanpole with a pink fuzzy thing around his neck, pausing just inside for a wide-armed stretch that spanned the doorway and then some. Taking the brim of his hat in his fingers and scrubbing at his hair as he walked inside, he replaced it when taking a seat at the bar.]

Well my good man, I've had a long day of work. What would you recommend?

[sweartoit]

[Takes a look around gives him kind of a smug look.]

Depends got, your ID?

[Waves his hand toward him.]

Do take it as a compliment, you do look much younger than I.

[crampinmyback]

My ID? Oh, yeah of course!

[He roots around in the scarfy thing, then a pocket of his vest, his front pockets, and then finally produces his wallet from a back one, all the while muttering "Too many stupid pockets..." while flipping it open to show off his ID, and his age.]

It's alright. I get that more than you might think.

[i_make_compromise]

["Friendly" is certainly not a good word to describe Dominic's companion behind the bar. Viktor's demeanor continues to scare away most of the less resilient guests, all of whom go straight to Dominic for service instead. The cat, however, doesn't seem to care - or, rather, the events don't seem to make him any more angry than he always is.]

[sweartoit]

[No no, certainly not friendly indeed. Honestly his co-worker seemed a bit... Um... What was the word that was opposite of friendly? It's not that he was nasty, more of... You don't want to upset him. A bloke the other day who commented on his eye patch, poor guy got himself a black eye.

But of all that was most curious was how long he could stay in silence. I suppose it was just as well that someone be just as quiet as I. But... Really, I feel like I am a chipmunk that talks to much in comparison. I mean I'm sure, I'm sure if I asked, do I sound like a chipmunk sometimes he'll say yes... But why the bloody hell would I ask that, that's just stupid. Of course I don't sound like a chipmunk, that's a most ridiculous assumption.

But really what is the history? Makes me wonder.

Looks at him rather curiously.]

[pinklady]

[Well, she did have a video game...maybe he might recognize her?

Anyhow, she looks slightly annoyed as she hops up onto the bar.]

Melon soda, please.

[akingalways]

[AND HERE COMES AN AMAZINGLY STRAPPING MAN TO THE BAR!]

HEY! YOU! I AM JACK ATLAS, THE former KING OF RIDING DUEL!

I NEED A BLUE-EYES COFFEE, ON THE DOUBLE!

[...Either he thinks Dominic is deaf, or he's needs his coffee fix right now. Or he just has no volume control and doesn't realize he's yelling. Spoilers: Its all three.]

HERE I AM, FASHIONABLY LATE AS ALWAYS!

[shauni]

[Well here's a face you don't see around too often. Jade looks like she's been run ragged and she slumps over in a barstool and waves the guy over.]

Double shot of whatever's in arm's length.