"...I'm busy running the restaurant."
"Oh right, damn it, I keep thinking of you as a mercenary and almost forgot you've started a business and become a boss!"
"I haven't seen the money yet, but I'm almost drained."
John chatted about the restaurant's current situation, suddenly realizing something, he looked at Rosie, who was holding Gino, and asked, "Isn't the evening rush hour about to start? Who is watching the bar while you're here?"
"I swapped shifts."
Rosie smiled, her face full of joy.
This Dream Talk Bar was nestled in a narrow alley, located on the very edge of the Bolago Club district, not even a proper venue but rather a satellite annex of a storefront along the street. The space was awkward and hard to renovate, and one had to navigate through a narrow, waterlogged alley to find the bar's entrance.
Should the street-side shops ever get acquired by a corporate chain, this place would likely be repurposed, possibly becoming a warehouse or equipment room.
