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ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅs ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴄʀᴜᴇʟ (twili) wrote in valarlogs,

"To risks, and taking them!" Midna echoed, and clanked her cup against Link's. Then she began gulping the beer, and just about finished it all in one go - which led her to fill up again, at the keg, in need of more fuel. His question made her giggle impishly for some reason - she hadn't expected him to want to know the details. Most people just acted like it was no big deal she was a stripper, but they were really judging. He didn't seem to be judging, at least, so she would give him props.

Once she had her next beer, she licked her lips, sloshing the ambrosia in its cup. "It was a wristband thing - you know, pay 20 bucks at the door and get all-you-can-drink domestic beers for the night," she explained. "It's like technically 14 hours of straight drinking if you come when the club opens and stay 'til close, plus with a military ID it's only 10 bucks. Private shows in the back rooms were also discounted, so..."

The fully nude ones. She'd be working her ass off for those drunk soldiers if she'd been there. It'd just be really rowdy, hence why this was much lower key.

"And at 11 there was supposed to be a bikini bull riding contest. Next time we have the bull though, you oughta come by," she teased. "It's fun."