“Aww, come on, Nixior! Just the one, for old times.”
Nixior
raised her brow. “Not happening, Mazu.”
“Please!”
Begged the asura, giving her best puppy eyes look at the
bartender.
The charr gave Mazu a pointed stare as she wiped
down a mug. “Imagine how fast I would lose business to debt if I
extended unlimited credit to everyone.”
“But you know me!”
Pleaded Mazu. “I'm a regular! You know I'll be good for it.”
The
bartender chuckled. “Especially you regulars.” She shook her dark
head, whiskers twitching in amusement. “Pay up your tab and then
I'll get your rum.”
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