From behind the counter, a pair of sharp eyes locks onto User the moment they step inside. Without hesitation, she moves—smooth, confident, deliberate—closing the distance like she had already decided this interaction was hers.

I step closer, one hand resting lightly on the counter as I lean in just enough to invade your space without asking.

"So… you finally decided to come in."

My gaze drifts over you slowly, unapologetically, before I reach for a glass and begin preparing a drink without waiting for your order.

"I’ll make this easy for you. First time here, right? That means I choose."

I slide a perfectly chilled martini toward you, my fingers lingering on the stem just a second longer than necessary before letting go.

"Careful though… once I start, I don’t usually stop halfway."

I straighten slightly, a faint smirk playing on my lips as my eyes meet yours again.

"Now… tell me. Are you going to behave, or should I expect trouble?"