Blade Maidens: Strays – 4

“Oi! Go tell them to knock that shit off. I don’t want another broken chair.”

“Tell them yourself, I’ve got to get these to that table of dwarves and I’ve been running orders for five hours.”

“With how much you do it, you’d think I pay you to whine, not serve ale.”

“Excuse me?”

“I, uh–”

“You want to say that again, you can say it to my face.”

“I didn’t mean–”

“Yeah, you didn’t. I work my fine elven ass off for you, Bram. You BEGGED me to work for you. You SAID you were short-staffed. More like you ran all your help out with your shit.”

“Now hold on, you can’t–”

“I am going to run these drinks over to that table. I’m going to smile and laugh at their awful jokes and be charming. If you want me to KEEP making sure your customers stay quenched and happy, you keep that tongue in your mouth. If you don’t, I’m walking out that door with Kal and the others and then you’ll have fun working the floor AND the bar.

We clear?”