thread: eliot & sookie
He smirked. Rattlesnakes were hardly the scariest thing he'd ever dealt with, but he'd damn sure never put one up for decoration. His place was mainly decorated with photography and some artwork.
Never being one to hover, Eliot gave her some time to look over the menu and went about pulling a few drinks for customers. Depending on the day he rotated between tending bar and cooking in the kitchen. Once his customers were taken care of he returned behind the bar and ran a hand through his hair. "What can I get ya?"