[ And Kitty, true to her word, clocks in at work and (because the pub is mostly empty regardless) gets to work on making things nice for Mal when he comes in. She sets out little bowls of popcorn and peanuts, good bar snacks, and pours him the nice bourbon as promised. And so, when he comes in, she gestures to the seat - ]
That's your spot there.
[ And she shoots a sunny smile at him.
This is a nice spot. It's bright and open and clean, definitely a bar but not something you'd call sketchy. It's a little silly and kitschy, if anything, in the manner of any place that advertises itself as a British pub in the middle of a Florida town. But it's nice enough. Pictures on the wall by the bathroom of celebrities who have stopped in. An extensive liquor selection, and the bottles mostly full. A few truly expensive things on high shelves. Not a bad place to have a drink, and not a bad place to work, either. ]
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That's your spot there.
[ And she shoots a sunny smile at him.
This is a nice spot. It's bright and open and clean, definitely a bar but not something you'd call sketchy. It's a little silly and kitschy, if anything, in the manner of any place that advertises itself as a British pub in the middle of a Florida town. But it's nice enough. Pictures on the wall by the bathroom of celebrities who have stopped in. An extensive liquor selection, and the bottles mostly full. A few truly expensive things on high shelves. Not a bad place to have a drink, and not a bad place to work, either. ]