If Eliot had to have a legitimate job, he couldn't have found anything that suited him more than bartending at Pandemonium. He had a great boss, only worked four days a week, and got to flirt with all the attractive men and occasionally some women. Plus he could drink on the job and it really didn't get better than that.
"What can I get you?" he asked, turning to his newest customer and offering a smile. "You're not one of my regulars." Which was a shame, cause the guy was pretty damn cute.