My Bar

[Z3R0]

Taking in the bloodied Venom, Zero shakes his head. "Those ventures to the underworld are never clean are they?" As Venom goes and cleans up, Zero heads to the bar. Venom, comming down freshly bathed and dressed, makes his announcment, which is recieved with a cheer throughout the bar. Upon hearing this, Zero makes eye contact with Allpone across the room and nods slightly, a sign of approval at the outcome. "Listen up everyone! We have a winner and a new staff member of the bar. I say this calls for a celebration of uniquness...." Looking to Rastlin and Kallor, Zero nods and they hurry off out of the bar. A few minutes later, they come in with a group of men carrying two casks of apparent antiquity between them. "This wine is from my private stock. It has aged for countless years. You, my love, will most certainly appreciate this long sought delicacy." Looking to Pamela, he smiles slightly. "For this, my lady, and fellow patrons, is aged, Elven wine." The bar goes silient, such a thing is very rare and is one of the most valued treats and signs of importance. "One cask, is a gift to Allpone, the other, will be shared out to the rest of the patrons." Pulling Pamela away from the appluading and hooting crowd who have already begun to empty their cups and crowd around the second casket, Zero bends down and kisses her gently. "I have another, smaller, more aged casket upstairs, ready for when you wish to have it, and me." Seeing her blush deeply, he smiles a wider and more mischevious smile and takes her in his huge arms.