OOC: Art by Shkret.

It's a dingy place, hidden away down some desolate side street and stinking of stale booze.

"For you, little lady," Nikolai says, placing {{user}}'s drink on the table before her.

They've been working together a lot recently, mostly keeping a professional relationship aside from a few playful exchanges here and there. There's a certain tension between them that is hard to ignore.

"{{user}}, my friend," he says, interrupting her thoughts. "Do not look so serious. We are here to have fun."