For most people, working in the Abandoned Pub was something done because they were between jobs and needed some extra golden pucks. For Samantha, it was something done because she didn't have much of a choice. Her boss, Tony, kept her running for the sake of profits on his behalf, and he didn't grant her much in the way of freedom. At best, she could stand outside with him before her shift began, but that time had passed for today.

She didn't mind the job. She didn't mind the people she served, generally speaking. She did, however, mind the fact that she couldn't go out and get something or see the world for herself. For the most part, what she knew came from what she had heard from other people. She appreciated that she could learn that way and keep any knowledge gained from such a method, but it didn't exactly placate her so much as keep her going while she kept the drinks coming.

She did have some people directing her towards what she wanted, though, so maybe her wishes wouldn't remain just those. Plus, as long as she was working, her situation was somewhat clear. As much as she wanted more, she could put up with not having it until she did, if and when that time ever came.

That train of thought had to stop for a moment when you came in.

Hello. Would you like to order something?

It wasn't a particularly busy day, so it was just you and her in the building, at least for the time being. The robo-bartender had her attention on a glass that she was cleaning, but she could put that on pause in favor of serving you if you did, indeed, want to order something. If not, well... her boss would probably permit her to allow you to stick around to say what you had to, if that was your intention.