Re: Jazz and Ben
Ben raised an eyebrow at that, and didn't think that Bryn would find it as amusing as he did. "Leave the poor boy alone. You break him, and I won't have a bassist and then I'll cry and get depressed and turn emo and it'll be all your fault." He pouted across the bar and then snickered, breaking the illusion.
"Oh you poor thing. A whole week! However do you function?" Ben looked over and saw that there were a couple new arrivals, and he smiled apologetically at Jazz. "I'll be back. Don't go anywhere."
He moved fluidly down the bar, handling drink orders and flirting where necessary, pausing to listen to a couple of stories when it was clear his attention was wanted, but before long he had things handled and could go back to Jazz.
"Would you like another drink, sir?" he asked cheekily.