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Henriette Stillman (not_that_henri) wrote in utr_logs, @ 2009-02-15 13:17:00

Who: Henriette Stillman & Whoever (Open log, multiple threads encouraged)
Where: The Snake Pit bar, just at the edge of Old New Orleans
When: Sunday afternoon/evening/night
Why: Boy!Henn has a bartending shift, that's why.
Warnings: possible, it is a bar and Henn works there. Will update with specifics if necessary.

Sami, the bar's proprietor, had been wholly amused by Henn's new look, as had most of the dancers. The snakes could care less, since he still smelled the same, and Henn was curious to see if anything changed from bartending as her usual self, to bartending as a guy, mostly curious to see if Soren's prediction of fewer tips due to lack of cleavage would turn out correct.

He surveyed the room, smiling crookedly and shaking his head, just leaning against the bar. Herbie, one of the bar's snakes, a red-tailed boa was draped over the back of his neck, apparently just sleeping, tongue flicking out lazily on occasion. It was shaping up to be a slow night, which was nowhere near as much fun as a busy one in Henn's opinion.