( jason has this thing: a need to piss of junior whenever possible, and while he'd offered to help with the bar on occasion before - given he's actually living in central city most the time nowadays, he has more time to burn pissing him off. which means, of course, showing up to work a shift on coyote ugly night in a red crop top that looks like it's a few sizes too small, and dark jeans that are definitely too small. it doesn't fit the wet white t-shirt aesthetic, but clearly standing out works just fine in his favor, too.

and is why he's grinning like an asshole while he takes orders behind the bar, flits around delivering drinks, and starts shit with one of the guys up at the bar who's just asking for a good fight - while he's leaning over the bar on his elbows and showing off what might have been considered too much, but.

considering dick grayson the first also works here, is anything really too much? )

( he doesn't work-work here. not often, and only when he knows junior's not going to bitch at him for working but will glare daggers into him from a distance. it's a jason todd thing, they've got a system, and it's working as well as they really want it to.

so on any other time he's visiting the bar, it's not as an employee, it's as a relatively grumpy bar-goer, one who settles into a spot at the bar itself with a cheap beer or whiskey in one hand, and a book or his phone in the other.

if someone unfamiliar comes up close, he'll slide a little further away from them, grumbling a low, ) Spot's taken, fuck off.