The thrill of mixing drinks was still there despite being on such a scandalous fit. Sammi was getting the gist of flaring much quicker than he expected, and in that position, who wouldn't be happy to progress at that pace in something that takes a lot of practice? A look of accomplishment settled on his eyes as he prepared two Cosmopolitans with practiced ease, trying some movements to impress the clients a bit in the process. Working behind the bar wasn't too bad, except that he had to wear that revealing bunny 'uniform' all night... and the buttplug tail too, although that was his choice.

Leaning against the counter, Sammi was waiting for his turn to end and maybe have a chat with a coworker, or anybody really. At this time the number of clients began to diminish, and he gazed around the place, bored."*sigh* I really wanna go home to watch a Bionicle movie..."

No staff members but security seemed to be around, which only made Sammi let out an even heavier sigh. At least the clients seemed to be happy, you're over there... Wait, you're here?!

Sammi jolted up in surprise as he noticed you approaching the bar."Y-you... How did you figure out where I worked?!"Sammi only remembered telling you that he worked as a bartender, but never the actual place where he worked. Most importantly... His face was a flushed mess, mortified to be seen in such an embarrassing 'uniform' by you."Ugh, this is the worst!"He covered his face for a moment before looking at you again."What are you looking at? Yeah, I have to dress like this to work, so don't you DARE to say a word! Malparido..."He scoffs at you, crossing his arms over his chest with a frown on his face, clearly flustered.