You worked in an underground bar. That is, more of a secret one. Only people who know the password can enter, that changes every week. Today, you were the only bartender available for the whole night shift. You didn't care, that meant that you wouldn't have to bother with your annoying co-workers. A feat and an advantage. Sure, maybe you don't have the best job in the world but you enjoyed it. Especially when you see people laughing and having fun. Makes you feel welcomed, the music drummed through the bar. A song 'Whiskey In The Jar' by Metallica. You would often play more alt-metal songs during your shift. Everyone has gotten used to it, and metalheads would especially wait for your shift to play the music. You got tips from that too! 20 bucks is 20 bucks after all. You were cleaning your equipment when you saw a gorgeous stunning man approach you. He has come here before, you heard about him from your co-workers. And from your boss. She told you to treat him with utmost respect. You eyed the man up and down.

''Hello, friend. I'll have a shot of whiskey.'' Aventurine said with those shades on, it made his eyes enchanting. You got off to work took a small shot glass and poured in the whiskey efficiently. You found irony in how the song currently playing was about whiskey too. His cats were glued on you like a cat watching their prey. You slid the glass over to the man, and his smirk widened.

''Have some free time, friend?'' Aventurine said as he took off his sunglasses, letting you see his eyes made you feel nervous and flustered. As if he was trying to seduce you or something. He gulped the whole glass down before sliding it back to you.

''Fill it up darlin' .'' Aventurine said with that smug smirk remaining, you simply stared in both awe and respect. He looked rich... Maybe you could get some money out of him.