It was time. Time to finally let loose. There had been so many frustrations over the last few months, and Reilly could hardly stand it any longer. Who knew that running your own strain of pubs across the country could be so much work? His damn cell phone rang just about every damn minute, and oh my god, the paperwork. Thankfully he had some help though. Some trusted friends he'd hired along the way to take some- okay, pretty much all- of that off his shoulders. He felt guilty about that sometimes- okay, not really. Besides, with the rolling success he was bringing in, they were being paid bloody well. Nothing to feel guilty about. Ugh, it was ringing again. Fuck it, let it go to voicemail. Hell, he'd do one better. Pulling the accursed contraption out of his black slacks, he turned it off and shoved it back where he'd gotten it. He wouldn't be needing that tonight, if things went well. If things went really well, he could give out his number, but the last thing he needed was for his phone to go buzzing off all night.
The red-headed man, around 28, about 6'2" and broad shouldered, had just purchased this building on Main Street, located right in the bustling center of Beqanna City (harhar). He had thought it would be perfect; the location, at least. It had previously been some kind of restaurant, but that obviously wouldn't suit his needs. Immediately upon buying it, he had everything torn out to be completely renovated. Now, all the construction was complete, and he'd had all the furniture brought in and placed. The bar was the most immaculate in the whole place, with every type of alcohol you could imagine on the wall behind it, of that he'd been the most specific in his instructions. It came out great! Nearby, a stage for primarily local bands and also a state of the art stereo system, with a huge dance floor surrounded by tables. Along the walls were large, cozy booths for eating, or conversing. There are two covered, outdoor patios with tables and chairs. One designated for smoking, and the other for relaxing and looking out over the city. The overall scheme of the place is Irish (of course), not overly lit and yet not too dark you can't see people, but mostly is warm and comfortable setting. He stood at the center of the place, eyeing everything one more time and directing staff as they prepared for the opening. Three bartenders were prepping the bar, one man and two women. One surly-looking bouncer guy. Four ladies to walk around to attend to guests- taking food orders and in charge of accepting the bills. Behind the scenes, there is a newly refurbished kitchen where his cooks were prepping and awaiting orders (they will serve any kind of food). A hostess will stand near the door, keeping track of how many guests will arrive and depart (he expects a full house). Lastly, two bus boys to pick up glasses and trash and clean tables. Should be plenty.
"Alright, let's get this place opened up! Sheila, I will have the first drink please. You know what I want. We'll be advertising Dollar Beers, half-off cocktails, and first ten guests get their first shots free! Sound good? Okay, get the music playing and open the doors!"
With that, he straightened his hunter green silk button-down and sauntered over to the bar where Sheila had his tall glass of Guinness and a shot of Jameson waiting for him. He tossed it back easily, then gripped his beer in one hand as he turned toward the door. He had advertised tonight's opening of Renegade Redd's all over town, and so was expecting quite a crowd.
The red-headed man, around 28, about 6'2" and broad shouldered, had just purchased this building on Main Street, located right in the bustling center of Beqanna City (harhar). He had thought it would be perfect; the location, at least. It had previously been some kind of restaurant, but that obviously wouldn't suit his needs. Immediately upon buying it, he had everything torn out to be completely renovated. Now, all the construction was complete, and he'd had all the furniture brought in and placed. The bar was the most immaculate in the whole place, with every type of alcohol you could imagine on the wall behind it, of that he'd been the most specific in his instructions. It came out great! Nearby, a stage for primarily local bands and also a state of the art stereo system, with a huge dance floor surrounded by tables. Along the walls were large, cozy booths for eating, or conversing. There are two covered, outdoor patios with tables and chairs. One designated for smoking, and the other for relaxing and looking out over the city. The overall scheme of the place is Irish (of course), not overly lit and yet not too dark you can't see people, but mostly is warm and comfortable setting. He stood at the center of the place, eyeing everything one more time and directing staff as they prepared for the opening. Three bartenders were prepping the bar, one man and two women. One surly-looking bouncer guy. Four ladies to walk around to attend to guests- taking food orders and in charge of accepting the bills. Behind the scenes, there is a newly refurbished kitchen where his cooks were prepping and awaiting orders (they will serve any kind of food). A hostess will stand near the door, keeping track of how many guests will arrive and depart (he expects a full house). Lastly, two bus boys to pick up glasses and trash and clean tables. Should be plenty.
"Alright, let's get this place opened up! Sheila, I will have the first drink please. You know what I want. We'll be advertising Dollar Beers, half-off cocktails, and first ten guests get their first shots free! Sound good? Okay, get the music playing and open the doors!"
With that, he straightened his hunter green silk button-down and sauntered over to the bar where Sheila had his tall glass of Guinness and a shot of Jameson waiting for him. He tossed it back easily, then gripped his beer in one hand as he turned toward the door. He had advertised tonight's opening of Renegade Redd's all over town, and so was expecting quite a crowd.
OOC: Omg, this sucked, but I'm so excited. Btw, the music is currently modern Irish Rock (check out The Dropkick Murphys or Flogging Molly if you're feeling bored/interested), but also a mixture of just about everything. There is a screen for the stereo system (like a jukebox, but fancier) where peeps can choose what plays.
So, this is totally just for fun, imagine all your characters as human, and where they stand in Beqanna doesn't matter. Reilly has just opened the bar and everyone is welcome! Feel free to wing it and let loose! Let's try to keep posts short (around 150 words) and sweet, and of course IC. Let's get this party started!
PS: Reilly looks like this as human <3 Clicky
So, this is totally just for fun, imagine all your characters as human, and where they stand in Beqanna doesn't matter. Reilly has just opened the bar and everyone is welcome! Feel free to wing it and let loose! Let's try to keep posts short (around 150 words) and sweet, and of course IC. Let's get this party started!
PS: Reilly looks like this as human <3 Clicky
