03-30-2016, 02:00 AM
Long collects several glasses and plates from patrons and then makes his way to the kitchen with the dirty dishes, coming back out the doors into the bar mere moments later with the now empty try, along with several damp cleaning rags draped over yet another arm unfolded from his chassis, the tip of some sort of nozzle poking just out from underneath. As he passes the table of yet unserved thugs he vocabulates.
~"Would you like me to take your beverage orders to the barkeep? The waitstaff appear to be dancing at the moment."~
~"Would you like me to take your beverage orders to the barkeep? The waitstaff appear to be dancing at the moment."~
