[ Technically, Julie is working, but the cold and the dark have slowed business to nothing but the barest trickle of patrons, all of them regulars and already several tankards in. She's washing dishes when the suds suddenly align, begin forming letters. It's off-putting enough for her to snatch her hands out of the water, drying them on her apron as they finish assembling. His name looks like she's already dragged her hand through the bubbles, but she hasn't, and it stays that way.
She immediately begins wondering how fast she can get the drunks either on the street or upstairs in bed. Probably pretty fast. She's already untying her apron when she responds. ]
Tavern. I can be there in fifteen minutes, though.
[ Julie does not wait for a reply before she's out at the bar, prodding the two men sitting there away. She takes a bowl from someone mid-bite. ] Hey, chug it if you're gonna drink it. Closin' up now.
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She immediately begins wondering how fast she can get the drunks either on the street or upstairs in bed. Probably pretty fast. She's already untying her apron when she responds. ]
Tavern. I can be there in fifteen minutes, though.
[ Julie does not wait for a reply before she's out at the bar, prodding the two men sitting there away. She takes a bowl from someone mid-bite. ] Hey, chug it if you're gonna drink it. Closin' up now.