Tending to the lonely hearts and lonelier glasses...

[hatters_fist]

Who: Hatter, OPEN
What: Hatter's bar tending on the Wonderland side, come and bother him.
When: It's nine o'clock on a Saturday...
Where: The Looking Glass

...There's an old man sitting next to me,
Makin' love to his tonic and gin

He says 'Son, can you play me a memory?
I'm not really sure how it goes,
But its sad and its sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes'...

The song played lowly over the speakers, since there was still a good hour before Ritsu and Kazma had any live music scheduled. It had been a fairly slow night, considering. But Hatter liked it better that way. He could watch the customers better. Not that he expected anything out of the ordinary to happen. He was just used to watching his back, and his front for that matter. And large groups of rambunctious, slightly drunk customers would always put him a little on edge.

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[johnnyyongtroll]

Tonight a person walked up to the bar and sat down. He had come in a few times every now and again, sat either in a booth or at the bar. He ordered a coke and rum most of the times and never finished it. Drinking on the job was bad after all.

Tonight though, he walked with a bit more determination. He came right up to the bar, no standing around for a while or conversing with some of the customers. Nope.

Tonight he came right up to the bar and sat down right in front, or behind, of Hatter. He smiled at the barkeep, leaned forward on his elbows, and laced his hands together before putting his chin in them.

"Hello, barkeep. How are things?"

[hatters_fist]

"Well enough I suppose." Hatter said while drying a glass and setting it down on a shelf. "Whot can I get for you?"

[johnnyyongtroll]

"Just a coke for me tonight. Want to keep a level head, you know?" Izaya gave the club the once over before looking back to Hatter. "Slow night it seems."

[hatters_fist]

He nodded as he took a glass from a rack and used the soda nozzle to fill it. "Yeah, its been warmer at night so its been a bit slow." Hatter shrugged slightly and placed the glass on a coaster in front of Izaya.

[johnnyyongtroll]

The man in the coat grabbed the glass and took a sip. Yep, good as always. At least they kept their syrup in good supply. Never a flat tasting soda here. That was why he did like this place; wonderful service. He wasn't here for that though. He was here for something else.

"So, how does the work treat you?"

[hatters_fist]

"Fine." He said with a slightly bored expression.

[johnnyyongtroll]

Izaya smirked. "From the look on your face, fine but boring. Am I right?"

[hatters_fist]

"There are only so many times you can listen to the same bloody songs before you start to go a bit mad."

[johnnyyongtroll]

"True. At least you're not going completely crazy. Mad as a hatter~" He chuckled at his own joke before he spoke again.

"Perhaps you'd like a little more interesting work then?"

[hatters_fist]

Oh, that was really original Izaya, brilliant even. "That depends on the type of work you mean."

[johnnyyongtroll]

"Intel gathering and reporting. Innocent enough really. And you are in the perfect occupation already to take on a few more exciting tasks." Izaya smiled and took another sip of his soda.

[hatters_fist]

Wiping down the counter idly, Hatter smiled. "You would really just offer a job like that to someone you barely know? Tha's very interesting..."

[johnnyyongtroll]

"Maybe but I feel a professional relationship is better for business than any other. Don't you?"

[hatters_fist]

"I suppose so."

[johnnyyongtroll]

"All I'm looking for is an information gatherer. Someone to keep an open ear and report anything interesting they hear. I'll pay you well and give you a discount for information you may inquire about. Not a bad deal."

[hatters_fist]

"It sounds interesting enough." He leaned against the counter, tapping it lightly. "How about starting on a trial basis?"

[johnnyyongtroll]

"Understandable. Alright." He raised his glass to Hatter. "So a successful trial basis."

[hatters_fist]

Picking up his own glass of soda water, Hatter nodded and tapped it against Izaya's. "Aye, to the equal exchange of information."

[johnnyyongtroll]

"And to bright and successful futures." Izaya moved his glass to his lips and drank. The deal was struck. Now all he needed to do was find info that Hatter would be interested to keep him on his payroll.

[gotthescent]

Baron flew over and set down a few glasses from one of the tables, then landed on one of the bar stools. Unusually enough, he had a few minutes with nothing that needed cleaning.

"It's pretty slow tonight, isn't it? Do you think it'll pick up?"

[hatters_fist]

"Maybe, maybe not. Its really a coin toss at this point. But if it stays slow there is less chance of a fight, or someone proving they've had a bit too much to drink by losing their lunch all over the bar."

[gotthescent]

"Yeah, it's always nice when those don't happen." Especially since he was the one who had to clean those messes up. "It's kinda nice to have a slow night now and then."

[hatters_fist]

Hatter continued to wipe down the bar, even though it was already spotless. "Though, there's always the might chance that someone comes in lookin' for trouble. Alice says if you're not lookin' for trouble then its less likely to find you. But I'm not sure that's always true. And it gets boring here if nothin' interesting happens."

[gotthescent]

"I don't know why some people do that. I can deal with boring. It's better than interesting and someone getting hurt."