'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

Phil Characteristics

In the time leading up to the opening of the store, I first taught the two of you how to be a bartender.

I'm not sure how seriously I was listening to that, but it looked like we both understood.

And then I'll tell you again what I said yesterday.

"So we both don't have to do anything today. I'll do the prep, and I'll teach you that again. Me and Suey will do all the work."

"... So, are you sure?

I've been asking Phil questions about my words as if he was better off.

"Ah. Anyway, the two of you greet each other well. And introducing yourself. When that's done, have fun. That's all you have to think about."

"Why are you so slow? We want you to tell us about the cocktail as soon as possible."

"That's the shortest way to become a bartender."

I told Sally I was in a hurry.

First of all, be familiar with the atmosphere of this store. That's what the new humans do best.

Sometimes if it's a more authentic bar, instead of speaking a word to the customer, it's caged in the back and even washed.

But it wasn't that far where I worked, and for starters, I wanted you to get used to the atmosphere.

She is still a little dissatisfied, but pulls back without objection because of the scattered preaching.

I grinned intentionally, adding.

"Then ask me anything you don't understand. Don't be nervous, having fun while putting yourself out. Above"

After that, he asked the twins to help him clean only briefly and quietly waited for the opening time.

Karan.

The entrance bell rings.

That means a new customer came in.

The time is still before eighteen o'clock.

It's been less than an hour since the store opened.

"Welcome!

Say hello to the guests who turned their feet to the counter, not to the table.

With a voice that passes well. Cut the end of the sentence without stretching.

Greeting for the person, the individual, not like a tavern.

That's the bartender's greeting.

"Yes, welcome"

"Welcome -!

I explained that to these two for once, but, well, at first, I had no choice.

By the way, a little off the former is Phil.

It is Sally who is stretching the end of the latter.

"Oh, you two are in there with great prestige!

"Good job, Mr. Isotoma. This way, please."

I gently placed the coaster in the central entrance seat preferred by this regular customer.

Near the entrance is where the twins were positioned at the same time, and the place is just halfway between me and the twins.

When he gets to his seat, prepare a souffle and gently hand it over to him.

"No. I didn't know you were really a disciple"

"Did you doubt it?

When I said it with a little bitter laugh, Isotoma said it looked funny.

"What, the master moaned me like a ghost and I thought I'd run away"

"No, no! I'm kind to my disciples!

At first.

Yes, I added in my heart, but from the side, I heard a blur and a girl.

"... lying"

When I looked at you with a grin on my face, Sally turned away.

"Look, both of you, introduce yourself"

I flushed my mild frustration into the water and urged both of you to do so.

Said, it was Sally who took the initiative and came forward.

"It's a pleasure to meet you... isn't it? I saw you yesterday. Again, it's Sally. Thank you very much."

"Whoa, nice to meet you. I'm Isotoma."

Sally's introduction was hateful.

As I was told, I can also use respectful language at once. Well, to some extent, it's something I could have predicted.

Guys with guts are fast at this stuff.

And serious kids often, they even butt in, but

"... Phil? Any greetings?"

Unlike Sally, he asked Phil, who solidified his cheeks and wouldn't move from the counter end.

The other disciple of the crack wandered his gaze a little, eh, and said:

"... I'm good"

No, nothing's good. Say hello.

I manage to get stuck unexpectedly.

But Sally, close to him, had spoken for my feelings.

"What's good! Nothing's good!

"Sa, Sally"

"Say hello quickly because it's good! They're gonna kick your ass!

No, that's not how you kick it.

Even so, I managed to get a scratch on it.

Encouraged by Sally, Phil leaves in front of Isotoma like a robot who simultaneously puts out his hands and feet.

"Oh, hey, it's Phil. Best regards,"

"Ooh. Isotoma. Nice to meet you."

Isotoma, somewhat confronted with the motion, greeted him with a slight apprehension.

I feel uncomfortable with the boy's odd attitude.

I don't think so, but this boy, he's actually extremely nervous.

Is that it? But we should have talked properly yesterday in our first meeting.

What the hell is the difference?

And time goes on while I think about it.

I consciously break that thought and go back to customer service.

"Mr. Isotoma. What will you do with your order?

"Oh, right. I'd like to try it yesterday."

Yesterday's arr.

Well, I made all kinds of cocktails yesterday.

And Isotoma, who was a drunk, once again drank a lot of Gongora, forgetting Iberis.

Such is the array he demands.

It's a cocktail he hasn't been drinking, and it would be impressive.

"[Bloody Caesar], right? Yes, sir."

I nodded and then asked with a little hope.

"And Mr. Isotoma. Actually, these two, Isotoma, are my first customers."

"I know! One drink at a time from me to these kids who came in today!

"Yes, I did!

After I broke my hip and thanked him, I hurried to work.

There are three glasses to prepare.

I wouldn't even bother explaining to the decent twins now.

I admit I behaved a little badly, but Isotoma is the type who doesn't feel bad about being offered that kind of suggestion. That's why I decided to propose naturally.

And I said, "Can you give these two something to drink?"

Until then, of course, if you don't give me a ride. But it was convenient for me to ride.

Because I just wanted to fill in a little bit about Phil.

"Here you go. Bloody Caesar."

"Oh. I've been waiting for you."

I offer a respectfully elongated glass to Isotoma, who smiles at my words.

And I gave each of the glasses to the two people standing next to me in the same way.

"This way, from Mr. Isotoma. One drink at a time, hoping for the future growth of both of us."

The two received the cup as a toast.

And often, I stare at it like I don't know what to do.

"First, thank you"

"Oh, yes! Thanks!

"Or thank you!

It was two people who responded to my words and thanked me in a hurry.

"Whoa! Then both of you, good luck and be like masters!

"Yes!

"Yeah, yeah."

In response to Isotoma's encouragement, each of them had replied.

Phil turned his voice back to the tension, and Sally laughed with obvious bitterness.

Or Sally. You don't seem to like it very much.

And without knowing the voice of my heart like that, the three of them toasted lightly.

I'm also a little concerned that the glass is positioned at the same height as the three of us, but that's also dude.

After that, Isotoma, as usual, let him drink up the cup at once.

"Kuha! What is this, a drink that looks good for your health!

Answer the gaze of Isotoma after the words, as he asks for an explanation.

"The basics are tomatoes, right? Plus it contains various seafood extracts and seasonings, and I don't think it's bad for you. I just don't really recommend any drinks."

"I don't think I'm a waste, either. It's not good to make a master."

Yeah, let it go. I don't feel bad.

I don't decorate. I smiled back and said, "Thank you," and then I looked softly at the two of them.

Just when I saw it, those two had just drank the glass all at once, to imitate Isotoma.

... It's not a bad thing to match them, but I still don't recommend them.

But then Phil's change was very pronounced.

"Mr. Isotoma. Here's a treat."

"Whoa. Come on!

"Yes! I'll do my best!

No matter what I said, Phil was very naturally thanking Isotoma again.

The floating expression is unusual and soft after hitting it earlier, and its cheeks are only slightly bloodied.

"Look, Sally says thank you very much too"