Private Staffing the Star Lounge

[Ela Exel]

Samuel Exel , Marcella Fiora

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"I'd like for you both to make me a drink of your choice. . ." Ela's eyes lit up at Marcella's challenge. Her mind immediately raced; what would she make? Several options came to mind, all fuzzy memories from the old holomenu she'd created and used back home. That anxiety in the pit of her stomach crept back up on her. She looked over to her partner again, as Marcella said, ". . .Think you can handle that?" Sam glanced over to her as well, for a moment. She looked... excited. At his confirmation to Marcella that they indeed would take up this proposal to the best of their abilities, they stood.

Ela kept rather close to Samuel as they moved along to the bar. His words to her made her smile up at him, and then they went behind the counter. The tension in her shoulders visibly relaxed a bit-- she knew this layout. She could do this. Thinking back on a final decision of what drink to make, she settled on an old favorite of hers: Tatooine Sunset. She took one of the glasses Sam passed along, setting it in front of her, and letting force of habit take over.

She definitely knew what she was doing-- automatically finding needed ingredients, scooping ice into the cup, brewing a black tea base that she sweetened up a bit. That was poured in first, and set aside to cool. Samuel leant over then and asked her where the fruit juice was. She bit back a grin, scanning the ingredients before pointing. "Bottom left corner, love." Murmured back to him. In fact, after he went and grabbed what he needed, she also went to that section to take a bottle, noticing that the other she needed was missing-- she just assumed Sam had grabbed it. Going back to the drink in progress, letting the fruit juice ferment over heat so that it became more like a wine. This was the alcohol portion. From the corner of her eye, she noticed Sam about to pour in something he didn't need, and having recognized earlier what he was making, she shot a hand out to prevent him from pouring it. "The other one." She laughed a bit. Watching him for a second, before going back to her drink, she took the fermented juice off the burner and poured it into the tea, properly mixing it. Then, the citrus juice from earlier that Sam had grabbed. All of this was mixed in the glass.

Much like Sam did, she finished the drink proudly and slid it across to stand beside Samuel's cup. It had a warm brown color, sitting in a wide-brimmed patterned glass.

 

[Marcella Fiora]

M A R C E L L AㅤF I O R A

'It Takes A Lot To Know A Man'​

Meandering towards the bar as the two moved to produce beverages for Marcy', she left her old cigarra on the table and took out a new one, lighting it as she moved to take a seat on the barstool. She took several deep puffs as she watched the two work their magic, intrigued to see what they were preparing and pleased to see that they work well together.

As the two drinks sat in front of Marcy', she inspected them both, remaining silent as she did so. First, she inspected the Bespin Fizz, picking up the glass and holding it into the light~ impressed that it had reached her while still settling from being stirred. She offered a face of endearment towards the glass, taking a good sip~ it was lovely and perfectly sweet. She handed a nod to Samuel, "Well done," she began, taking a puff of her cigarra to 'clean her palate'.

Moving onto the next drink, she silently inspected it once again, swivelling on her stool and holding it up to the light once more, they had both picked well, opting to provide sweeter beverages to show. She took a sip of the Tatooine Sunset, letting it set for a moment and taking a small whiff of the glass. A nod was handed to Ela, it was wonderfully concocted, "Mm, lovely."

Swivelling back to the pair behind the bar, she eyed them both, "Well.. I'm happy with what you've both produced.." she paused, taking a huge puff of her cigarra and slowly releasing the smoke~ attempting to create a bit of tension. She looked over at Phaelix who handed her a nod, "We'll be happy to take you both, if you're interested?"

Samuel Exel , Ela Exel

 

[Samuel Exel]

Tags: Ela Exel , Marcella Fiora

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His hands had folded in front of him as she approached the counter towards the pair of drinks they had promptly made at her behest. In earnest, he could not help but feel nervous - was this what it was like to be on one of those cooking shows or whatever? To have the product actually critiqued for once, unlike their usual swift manner they had to prepare drinks previously? He concluded it was likely the closest you were going to get, as he watched with bated breath.

"Well done," An almost imperceptibly quiet sigh escaped him as she set the drink down. He was worried he would be the weak link in this equation - Ela had far more experience than he, and this was the first anyone had taken the time to actually judge them. Gaze had followed her as she made her way over to his companion's drink, briefly glancing at Ela to give her a small wink in yet another reassurance. If his nerves were acting up, he wouldn't be surprised if hers were, too.

Once she gave the verdict to Ela, a soft smile had graced his features - there was no doubt in his mind that she would have done anything less so. It was then Marcella turned in her seat, facing towards them - "...I'm happy with what you've both produced. . ." Sam himself was gazing at her with a polite, neutral expression, but he was nonetheless waiting in anticipation as she took a long drag of her cigarra.

". . .We'll be happy to take you both, if you're interested?" The relief from hearing that was a great feeling on his mind, as his head turned to look at the other with the usual subtle grin. Before confirming with Ela through looks alone, there was a turn of his head back, "It would be our pleasure."

 

[Ela Exel]

Samuel Exel , Marcella Fiora

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Ela fiddled nervously with the hem of her shirt, watching Marcella as she moved towards their drinks, taking up Samuel's first. She couldn't help that little surge of pride as his drink was approved, smiling and looking over to him to see his reaction. His relief was obvious to her-- when he looked over to her and winked, her grin only grew and she had to force it back a bit when she looked back to Marcella. The lady had moved to her drink, lifting it and giving it a taste test.

That tense moment of silence-- Ela leant forwards on her toes slightly, before she said, ". . .lovely." And that expression of joy and relief was back, flooding her face, and she caught Sam's smile in her peripheral. Marcella turned to them both once more, confirming that she was pleased with what they had made, before taking another drag of the cigarra...

Then she stated that she would be happy to hire the pair, and Ela had to keep herself from bouncing in excitement. Sam could see her expression if he turned to look. And right as he looked back to Marcella, her gaze shifted to him in turn, beaming at him as he replied, for the both of them, the precise thought she had: "It would be our pleasure."