Emyli swayed where she stood, but she kept her eyes fixed on Aiden and the fuckmook who looked almost twice his size. If a brawl was about to break out between the two of them, she'd gladly take bets and put all her money on her fellow bartender. Not out of loyalty, of course, but because she knew a temper like Aiden's could only be backed up by a righteous fury that would leave anyone hurting. Especially big, burly, drunken men who thought they knew what the fuck art was and wasn't. The next thing she knew, one of the chairs was on fire and burning brightly right there in front of the bar. The rush of warmth was welcome against her skin and she stopped stared at the flames for all of about thirty seconds. One of the drunken kids panicked at the sight of the flames and attempted to quench them with the beer in his hand. If anything, it caused the fire to sputter in annoyance at the kid. Or maybe that was just Emyli because of the drops of beer that had splattered against her cheek.
The guy who had been staring down Aiden was obviously unsettled by the bartender's actions and had taken to backing away, but couldn't get far because of the crowd behind him. Frowning, Emyli grasped the edge of the bar and brought one leg up quickly followed by the other. Her balance was shaky at best, but she stood on the bar with confidence. "Alright. For fuck's sake alright. Tough guys who're gonna ruin my fucking night? Get the fuck out of my bar. Pussies who're just gonna sit around and drink the rest of the night? Have at it." Though she was a slight girl and one who was obviously not in the most sober of mindsets, Emyli's voice was firm and the people looking up at her weren't sure that they wanted to defy her. Especially since one bartender had already started a fucking fire. "Hipsters? Go the fuck home. Please. Go blog about this or whatever and leave the rest of the white trash world alone." She gave Aiden a look before glancing back to the still burning chair. "Ohfuck," her exclamation came out as one word, as though she had forgotten that there was a fire in the middle of the bar.