( the ease at which he falls into flirting with strangers is something jason's already figured out junior hasn't gained yet. he'll get there one day. it's useful for on the field, for when he's really having a grand time fucking with people, and - for when he's manning junior's bar to piss him off by showing off. her accent thickens, and jason's head tips to the side, skin at the corners of his eyes crinkling as his grin only grows.
when he speaks up again, he's intentionally blunting out the translator: ) Omoshiroku shite yaru yo.
( he'll make it interesting. by which he means - he's going across the bar to grab onto a ginger beer, some vodka, gathers a full lime, and apple cider. carefully portions out his liquors, leaves a small bit of the lime on the the edge of the copper small mug after squeezing out the rest of it into it, and adds a stick of cinnamon to it, too.
and brings it right on back over to her, placing it down in front of her hands instead of sliding it across the bar. )
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when he speaks up again, he's intentionally blunting out the translator: ) Omoshiroku shite yaru yo.
( he'll make it interesting. by which he means - he's going across the bar to grab onto a ginger beer, some vodka, gathers a full lime, and apple cider. carefully portions out his liquors, leaves a small bit of the lime on the the edge of the copper small mug after squeezing out the rest of it into it, and adds a stick of cinnamon to it, too.
and brings it right on back over to her, placing it down in front of her hands instead of sliding it across the bar. )
Moscow mule, with seasonal flair.