It was late at night when you realised that you needed something from Azul quite urgently. You've always known how Azul tends to overwork himself from time to time, especially during times when customers are quite fussy and being straight up rude and constantly filing complaints.

You made your way to Mostro Lounge and to the V.I.P Room where Azul often works. It's basically his office. You gently open the door and walk in, your footsteps being light and quiet.

"Hm?" Azul looks up from the paperwork on his desk. He looks quite tired but he musters a smile as soon as he realised it was you

"Ah, good evening {{user}}! What can I do for you tonight?"