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"I will make him a glass of tangerine juice" he vanished back into the kitchen and re-emerged with a tall glass of tangerine juice and set it on a coaster in front of Lucas

Natasha downs some fireball to help her unwind, and then plays with the jukebox in the corner, flipping through the songs, stopping on Tsunami. The familiar techno bass song livens up her form, dipping and swaying to the song as she moves to the dance floor. Her movements loosen up and bounces and steps to the beats of the song. Her black and gold sparkled dress flows around her as she moves.

"Natasha! You work here too?!" He was almost relieved at the prospect that a co-worker went with him to his second job

"I didn't apply here, but I'll always be where the music is." She smiles with a wave back.

He started cutting up some fries into storage buckets.

She heard about the restaurant called Club Titiboo and was curious about it, so she decided to go see what it was all about. She walked inside and after some time, she found a table and waited for the staff to take her order.

Mary Q, appears, brushing her teeth, and without make up for once, she looked relatively tired.. safe to say shes not a morning person, either way, she sat at a table, mostly just looking at Dazzling

"Is this really necessary?" The leader with a funny looking hat said as they all entered Club Titiboo. "Why can't we just take a break from a day long of hard work?", the tall man with an eye patch replied. A grimoire, two swords, and a giant axe were placed in the weapons box in that order. "We did go through a whole temple in Sumeru and fought a bunch of those weird prism robots." A younger boy with googles led the gang to a table. A young girl who looked like both a maid and a knight finally spoke, "It is very advised to take a break every once in a while."

Lucas was asleep at one of the booth seats, causing Kumatora to have to do all the work. Not that she minded.
She was cleaning some milkshake glasses at the counter, humming to the goofy, jazz beat coming from the stage room.

He was sitting and reading a book waiting for orders. This place was much much slower than his other job (just a little in-canon/lore accurate joke for this character)