:| Bury This, Bury Me |: {Tom}

The sound of chatter is a welcomed relief from the dull lull of the afternoon.

People are residing in his familiar space with drunken words, happy times, and lots of stories. Nothing beats days like these where he can just create mixtures to leave a happy buzz or lull people into a drunken haze, whichever that they had wanted. Joy in some eyes, sorrows underneath some of those irises, and many other emotions that linger upon customer's faces with the taste of alcohol upon their tongue. Clean glasses sliding along the counter as he pulls out alcohols, juices, and all sorts of other things to mix together something beautiful, something that will continue the chatter of a happy bar.

Shawn had shown up at his normal hour, exactly on the mark of when he usually comes in. The young guy always had some sort of snicker in his tone, but despite the lack of care, the guy wasn't a nuisance. In fact, just last week, he had scared off some guys who were getting a little too handy at Matias' bar. A snicker in the guy's tone tells him enough that he's there as Matias prepares the guy's usual. A simple rum and coke because the guy was a simple man. A simple man with lots of gossip on his tongue that kept Matias on the know with what was happening outside of his bar.

"What's up today, Shawny?"

Silence and a shrug of Shawn's shoulder tells him that he's out of luck today.

A sigh from his throat as he pulls another few rum and cokes out that he had made for Shawn. Shawn had grinned and focused on some other guy next to him for a little bit. The crowd was thinning a little bit as he put glasses up for customers and taking some and putting them behind him in the sink to wash later. The sound of the bar changed at some point, whether it was because of the alcohol now flowing in their veins or the fact that a new person entered, he didn't check. A smile on his lips as he turns back around to see the customer, he's shocked to see someone new, but familiar.

"What is the most appropriate drink for someone who needs some down time?"

Shawny snickers at the question, which makes Matias want to laugh, but he's more respectful than that. The choices were vast, but he gave Shawn a look and then smiled to the one and only Callienta Minorae. The rum and coke, that had been in front of Shawn, was now in his hands as he gives a smile to tell him to shut up. A shrug of his shoulders as he speaks to her.

"Ignore Shawny, he's had a little too much." The quick glance to Shawn before back to this famous, yet mysterious woman. "Depends, do you want the harder stuff or something with a little less alcohol content?"