Jun had no shortage of tips, and as more money was placed in her tip jar the Bartender quickly moved over to the new patron. While signaling to their floor manager. In no time Jun was mixing Horchata and Rum in a shaker, extracting additional tips from a wealthy princeling through careful movement, and passing along a request to the floor manager for Hoshiko to be ready for a private dance.
She was pretty sure this guy was just playing the fool... he'd dropped enough code-words while talking to be a Daqin sleeper of some kind, now it was just a matter of getting him alone so they could find out.
A careful pour of the drink from the shaker,
Garnish with a bit of cinnamon,
Push the glass over to the Patron and be sure to brush their hand with her own,
Easy Money
She'd make her way back to the Ox man, "Out here isn't great for talking, how about you go meet her in a private room? I'll stop by with a drink for you both in a few minutes." She couldn't help but take pity on the man, even if it was an act he was pushing the dumb human thing a bit too far, "...and maybe don't let her know you don't have much money to spend. Better to let them get the wrong impression than broadcast your troubles to a place like this... "
She'd finish him off with the classic soft brush of the hand, her eyes lingering on him a bit longer than needed to give the impression of that personal touch as she moved on to the next patron at the bar.
She was pretty sure this guy was just playing the fool... he'd dropped enough code-words while talking to be a Daqin sleeper of some kind, now it was just a matter of getting him alone so they could find out.
A careful pour of the drink from the shaker,
Garnish with a bit of cinnamon,
Push the glass over to the Patron and be sure to brush their hand with her own,
Easy Money
She'd make her way back to the Ox man, "Out here isn't great for talking, how about you go meet her in a private room? I'll stop by with a drink for you both in a few minutes." She couldn't help but take pity on the man, even if it was an act he was pushing the dumb human thing a bit too far, "...and maybe don't let her know you don't have much money to spend. Better to let them get the wrong impression than broadcast your troubles to a place like this... "
She'd finish him off with the classic soft brush of the hand, her eyes lingering on him a bit longer than needed to give the impression of that personal touch as she moved on to the next patron at the bar.