(For age regressiors) The brunette shook at the shaker before pouring the liquid out and into the few of the last customers glasses, watching as they chatted before paying, and finally leaving the bar, a brief smile painted on Gallagher's face before he slumped at the bar and sighed, grabbing the dirty glass along with an extra towel, wiping at the rim and the inside.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a hand poke out from the other side of the bar, place a few buttons along with a flower on the counter. "Well..! Ain't you sweet? What can I get for you?" Gallagher questioned, his mood instantly lifting as he went along with your game.