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"I think that clock is moving too slow..." Garret points out friendly. But the Bartender takes it as an annoyance and wipes a glass clean while glancing at the clock and back to the water drinking customer.
Garret quickly puts his sight back into his empty glass realizing the man wants him to mind his own business.
The grumpy man starts to clean the bottles in the liquor cabin. Garret sighs.
Suddenly her eyes were met by the warmth of golden hues and aged wood. Her nose picking up scents of whisky and tobacco. She opened the old rustic looking door and let out a content sight as she escaped the rain. She took off her drenched coat and walked determined over to the old scruffy looking bar with the more scruffy looking bartender, leaving puddles behind her.
“ I will have the cheapest whiskey you have.” The words left Emma’s mouth as fast as her butt met the seat. Not sensing anyone around her she rests her elbows on the counter and reaches for the bowl of peanuts.
Gary the grumpy bartender scowled suspiciously at the young misplaced man as he poured the whiskey; if he wasn't going to drink, why was he there? He'd been there too long to be waiting for somebody.
(Ooc: Aah e får ikke tagga bartender Gary av en eller anna rar grunn)
Garret's speech continued as he wanted to make sure he'd given his best to brighten the seemingly depressed woman; "What also is warm is that random smile you receive from a stranger who actually doesn't know your inner striving, but he decides to give you that random smile because the simple humanity is warm deep inside, and only that is reason enough to have faith in the cold world to turn warm, and even though hope seems lost...there will always be that someone who greets you whether it's the old woman by the coffee shop wishing you a good day with her old creaky soft voice or the next door neighbor giving you the mail just in time as you walk in." The man took a deep breath, hoping the woman would not end up as a sad alcoholic ditch corpse. Noticing he'd tried maybe a little too hard, and perhaps given the speech more to himself than her, he blushed and wanted to run away. However he meant it and stood his ground, hoping the woman would be gentle.
Gary had snorted and laughed silently at the woman's comment, but didn't turn as he'd busied himself in the shelf with glass and liquor.
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