Greed (meaning_of_life) wrote in best_deadly_sin, @ 2010-06-20 23:56:00 |
|
|||
Entry tags: | black_delilah, devils_bulldog, exiled_years, hand_of_sorrow, meaning_of_life |
An interesting in the chinese curse sort of way day
Greed was never entirely happy about the fact that his employees needed and deserved and got days off. Especially when some of them coincided, and it meant he had to actually work.
In this case, he was behind the bar, showing off with his usual flair because if he had to be stuck working on Mustang's day off, damn right he was going to wow as many as he could.
And just working wasn't quite the type of wow he was going for, shut up Martel.
The phone rang and he slapped the end of it to make it flip up in the air, and with a deft twist of his wrist, caught it. "The Best Deadly Sin, where we serve 'em up on a silver platter. What's your interest?"