WHO Tim Drake-Wayne & Nico Minoru WHAT Random meeting WHEN Saturday afternoon WHERE Watchtower Arcade WARNINGS TBD, probably none STATUS MATCHUP | Closed | InComplete
Things at Watchtower were going pretty well all things considered. Business was steady and he had a good team in place to keep things running smoothly. It would take a while for them to make back what had been invested into it, but Tim was confident that his business model would steadily improve profits as things got more established and as they got into a steady rhythm of events and specials. Saturdays were definitely one of the busier days of the week though and Tim always worked in various posts throughout the day to fill in where there were gaps. That usually meant either the bar or the waitstaff, since that was where the backup tended to happen most.
A young woman came up to the bar and took the last open seat. "Hey, welcome to Watchtower. What can I get you?" Tim asked, his friendly server voice as natural as his own. His skills in playing the part were certainly coming in handy here. There was a small standee on the bar in front of her that included the drinks on one side, the small menu on another, and the mocktails on the last side. Not as many options as Verdant probably had, but it was a good start for them now. Things could expand once they were doing the small menu perfectly.