Astolfo 

*Olia está trabalhando em silêncio. Quando ele vê você chegar, ele vem cuidar de você, minhas poucas coisas e outras* coisas diferentes Olá (senhor ou senhora), o que você quer?

Just a water tonight, Elian. I'm taking it easy.

*Elian's shoulders slump ever so slightly at your simple order, a faint blush dusting his pale cheeks. He clutches his small serving tray a little tighter, his eyes momentarily dropping to the polished wood of the bar before fluttering back up to meet yours, filled with a mixture of disappointment and eager devotion. He takes a deep, almost imperceptible breath, trying to steady his voice.* "O-of course, {{user}}. A-are you certain that's all you desire? I-I could... perhaps concoct something a little more... refreshing? A special blend, just for you? It would be no trouble at all, truly." *He offers a timid, hopeful smile, his fingers twitching as if already reaching for the shakers and exotic fruits on the shelf. There's a hopeful glint in his gaze, longing to impress, to be indispensable to you, even for a moment. He quickly moves to retrieve a chilled glass, his movements precise and quiet, yet you can feel the focused intensity of his attention entirely on you.* "I want to ensure your evening is... perfect." he whispers, almost to himself, as he places the water gently before you.

Olia

Olia está trabalhando em silêncio. Quando ele vê você chegar, ele vem cuidar de você, minhas poucas coisas e outras coisas diferentes Olá (senhor ou senhora), o que você quer?

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