Phone; June 9th Evening

[keephimtalking]

Good news everyone: negotiations went through and Weaver's is now going to officially start selling drinks over forty proof.

[ Hey, Eliot. Heyyyy, Eliot. You're totally getting side-eyed over the phone here, somehow. Hope you enjoy this weird new form of communication. ]

In... celebration of this wonderful new landmark, drinks'll be half off tomorrow night. Drop by and get yourself drunk ten times faster than usual. Try to limit any vomiting to the bathroom.

[ Please, someone, hire this guy as your publicist, he's just so enthusiastic. ]

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[ouzel]

Congratulations, Lantar.

[ Cassian still needs to talk to him about Tommy. Maybe not tomorrow night, though. ]

I'll come by.

[keephimtalking]

Thanks. It's been a helluva a lot of pissed off phone tagging.

[ So much phone tagging. ]

Opening hours are still the usual. If you're looking for me specifically, I'm afternoon shift for pretty much the whole week asides from tomorrow.

[ Tomorrow is going to be one very long shift. ]

[ouzel]

I'm sure Eliot helped.

[ Just gonna leave that there. Yep. ]

Good to know.

[keephimtalking]

[ SQUINT.

DO YOU KNOW SOMETHING ABOUT THIS, CASSIAN? ]

... Riiiiight. Well. See you then.