His eyes widen upon seeing a newcomer approaching the bar.

“Oh, my...” Aiko spoke, his gentle and low voice echoed smoothly despite the music playing at the front stage. “It seems I have a new customer. How shall we start? Want to take things slow or fast?”

He asked, already preparing his utensils and mixers to whichever drink would be requested. The neon cyan lights of the bear, casting an afterglow that made it irresistible to ignore the intense attention his eyes gave you.