Gordon Malloy (tomophobia) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2020-10-27 13:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !complete, !log, ~2020 october, ~~gordon malloy (tomophobia), ~~maria deluca (tequilacuresall) |
Who: Gordon Malloy and Maria DeLuca
What: Chatting at the strip club
When: Tuesday evening
Where: Den of Dionysus
Warnings: TBA
Status: Closed/On-going
Bartending at a strip club might've been a step down for a lot of people, but for Gordon Malloy? It was one of the best things ever since he couldn't do anything even remotely related to what he did back home. He was no stranger to bars and strip clubs, so this was almost the best of both worlds. Not quite, but almost.
He was a friendly guy, and he got along well with most people, and it was probably better for the entire town as a whole that he be doing this and not anything else. Even he'd admit that there were a lot of things he'd be utterly terrible at. Most of them, to be perfectly honest.
This, though? This he could do.
Without ogling the dancers, even. Remarkable restraint for a guy with the world's worst impulse control.
That didn't preclude him from watching the customers, though, and occasionally flirting with some of them. He was bad at flirting, but that never stopped him.
At the moment, he was passing a drink over to a woman that he knew was a friend of... oh, God, he forgot the dancer's name. Johanna, he thought. Something like that. "What brings you in here?" he asked casually -- he'd been there for a week or so and he'd seen Maria in once before, briefly.