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He shrugged and, the counter cleaned, poured out the cup that had been housing his tips and began sorting through it, counting and folding bills. "I made a deal with the owner. Normally they sell drinks in styrofoam cups, but I got him to start purchasing larger glasses. He buys them cheap, I custom decorate them and sell them for ten times the amount. It's pricey, but plenty of people go for it. Just have to play the crowd."

Again he shrugged. "I'm trying to perfect my 'act' so I can get out of this dump. This place is fun, but it's no where I want to stay forever."

"Yeah. Bills." He wrinkled his nose, then shook off the thought, pocketing his money and quickly locking up the cabinets. Glancing up, he offered Mignon a smile and started out from behind the bar. "I can't run it myself. Maybe you can help me out with it."

He paused, sending a wave the direction of the other bartender, then gestured Mignon towards the door. "C'mon, we're done here."

Lyrus flashed her a grin in reply, pausing at the door to unlock it for them both, then steering her down the street in no particular direction. Someone would lock it behind them. "It won't be long, though. I've got a plan. And, if it works as well as things have been working, I'm going to make some serious money pretty quickly. I just...have to get the job in the first place. And I'm worried that they won't hire me."

He smiled, but it faded quickly. "But I'm young," he pointed out. "And..." He wasn't sure how else to define himself, but instead gestured vaguely to his appearance. It wasn't typically something that mattered much on Gaia, but this place was known for being snobby. "I don't know. I'm going to have to seriously impress them, somehow."

He laughed, but freed his arm from hers to instead loop it around her shoulders. "I'll hold you to that. But in all seriousness, thanks Miggy." Lyrus sent her a smile and gave her a quick squeeze, then looked up and the moment was over. "So, any plans for tonight? Just about everywhere's going to be closed by now, I'm afraid."

"I have a few movies at home." He glanced down to her and quirked a brow. "Maybe we can find something entertaining?" Cue smirk.

"Movies it is, then." Grinning, he altered their direction to head back towards his apartment. It wasn't a long walk by any means. He only lived a few blocks from the bar.

Upon reaching the shop, he led her around to the back stairway instead of entering through the shop, leading the way upstairs to the apartment and unlocking the door for her to enter. It was mostly unchanged from the last time she had visited, though he seemed to have replaced a bit of the furniture, or at least cleaned it up a great deal.

"Home sweet home." He rolled his eyes and turned to lock the door behind them, then led the way over towards the couch, shooing a dragon...dog...ram thing off of it before flopping down with a sigh. The dragon something, which stood nearly as high as Lyrus's hip, seemed to glare his way before hopping instead on a thick armchair and glancing towards Mignon.