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"Two waters, no straws," Bard replied before hearing Alex call in his direction one more. Turning his head over his shoulder at her request he gave her a smile and a nod before looking at the woman that was clearly in need of some refreshment. Bard himself looked like he couldn't be happier about the temperative. As a matter of fact, he wished he could just lay out in the sun and take a nap right here and now. Too bad that's not going to happen, he thought to himself with a bit of irritability slipping into his mind.

Setting the two waters upon the counter he'd push them over towards the loud woman and Lucado. "That will be a dollar please," he said as he turned to get another cup to fill with ice for the other woman. If Alex was working her own stall then that ment she had connections with the lab and that meant that Bard wasn't going to give her a hard time over when 'later' was. As he turned around to place the third cup of water on the stall he was startled by a camera in his face, though the startled expression quickly turned into a model smile before the woman had time to click the shutter.

"Lots of water?" Bard asked sweetly as he pushed the cup towards her. "Sure, just tell me how many cups and I'll be happy to get them for you." It was quite a good thing Bard had taken his attention away from Lazarus for if he'd been watching he would have, quite likely at least, burst into laughter. Yes, Bard was defintially going to have to talk to the poor guy later and he was definitally looking forward to it.

Blinking, Lucado turned his curious eyes to the other one, befuddled. Things seemed so strange here sometimes... and he seemed to have lost Bard's attention, which made him want to pout more than a little but, though he refrained from that desire. Puzzled and confused, he looked at the other putting down a twenty. "My word," he said softly, blinking down at the twenty. He only had ten dollars left to his name, and here was this woman paying for a dollar-fifty tab with a twenty...?

Fumbling in his pockets, Lucado tugged at the string of his balloon, bowing his head to the lady. "I still s-say... you s-shouldn't have..." He spoke softly, shyly. "I was in the way..."

The man blinked as the woman crawled onto the stall and sat there as if she was some decoration to be oggled at. No thanks. If decorations were allowed he had better women in mind that he'd rather be stuck staring at. Bard wasn't going to be mean however. Well. He was going to attempt not to be mean with the woman who had been so snippish with his flirtings. "I don't think you're allowed to be up there mam, and I'd feel much better if you'd get down. I'd hate to see what would happen to you if the owner of this stall came back and saw you sitting there. I don't think he likes women much." he finished, taking her money from the counter and placing it into the till before counting out her change and placing it back onto the counter next to the three drinks, noting no one was taking them.

Oh well, no matter. The dark haired man was still standing near by and that put Bard in a bit better of a mood. "How's the italian ice sir?" the man asked, leaning forward a bit and letting his voice drop the business tone to pick back up the flirtatious tone he'd been using earlier. He personally thought a pink lemonade would go better with the strawberry italian ice, but since the woman had already bought the water he wasn't going to suggest anything.

Pink touched Lucado's sun-flushed cheeks as he opened his mouth to reply to the lady, but was quite suddenly distracted by that warm, flirty tone, a smile warming his sweet face. "It's... it's delicious. My favorite treat -- well, that and custard," Lucado managed to stammer out, the part of his mind that usually was occupied with good sense full of Italian ice and handsome man. "C-cold, sweet things on a warm day..." He was babbling and he knew it. "Do... you like them, too?"

To shut himself up, he popped another sweet, melting bite into his mouth, letting the strawberry sweetness melt on his tongue and lightly tugging the water that had been bought for him, over to him -- he'd definitely carry that around with him once Bard banished him, if he did. Smiling sheepishly, he waved after the woman -- strange as she was, the impression certainly wasn't negative.

"Oh, being cooled is only good when it's hot out... and being warm is certainly nice..." The wink wasn't lost on Lucado, making him smile with sweet shyness -- he was relaxing a little bit by force, as being flustered was not necessarily his default state, nor one he terribly enjoyed. He couldn't help it, though; he was shy by nature. "Of c-course, you can try it... even though it is cold."

Carefully, he spooned up a bite of the pale pink frozen treat, holding out one hand -- offering the sweet to the other. If he chose, he could take the spoon, with the delicate way he held it in his long fingers... or he could take it the other, obvious way.

We`rika rolled his eyes teasingly at Natsuki and her self-doubt and worry. Watching her beautiful face distort in worry, the Huichol grabbed her nose gently and wiggled it. "Hun, ya go' nuthin' ta worry abou', I'mma one scared everyone's gonna leave after yer auctioned off... "

The shaman's long ears twitched excitedly as Natsuki's lips brushed against his dark cheek. He was so easy. "Drinks? Sure! I'lla go ge' us some!" His ears pitched high like a dog happy to obey its master. "I'lla be righ' bacl!"

He loosened his tie to let a little air reach his stifling and suffocating lungs. Sweet Jesus it was hot out here. Hopefully the right girl would bid on him and he would be out of these clothes in no time. He asked an auction volunteer where the refreshment booth was and made B-line to the booth.

"Wha... Heey! Fancy meetin' ya again, eh?" We`rika smiled at his hooker buddy Bard. "Didn' know ya were mannin' the drinks..."

So excited over the flowers RoChan had not bothered to look up at the booth attendee until she had to inquire about the blooms. A lovely young thing manned the station with eyes so large and sparkling that RoChan almost reached out to crush the adorable thing into her chest. Thankfully there was a stall between her and it but she did notice that it was another half body like she had seen earlier. Her brows knitted together as she followed the gaze of the cherubic creature to see another set walk float towards their direction. Seeing so many of half bodies suddenly make the young woman feel a bit self conscious of her two lower limbs causing her to unconsciously seek out her own kind, the kind with legs.

She found one lowering himself around the corner of the stall and curiously RoChan peeked over to see what he was doing. Blue eyes widened a bit behind the dark glasses as she spied yet another half body, this one however sporting a pair of very lovely breasts that made RoChan quite envious. Still she could figuratively see a black cloud of doom slowly condense itself above the two as her sharp, elf ears picked up the words of the young man.

‘How morbid.’ She thought not really understanding the entire situation but her delicate nose scrunched up in dislike as a small frown replaced her merry smile. It wasn’t her place to interrupt the pair but she just felt that something needed to be tacked onto his truthful words.

“That maybe so, but that is why we must make the most of every moment that is given to us.” She calmly added admiring a white lily she had particularly become fond of. “A life well lived intensely that has brought happiness to someone is better than a slowly dimming life without meaning.” She murmured before smiling at the pair. “Sorry.” She sheepishly apologized for butting into their conversation.