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The bar was dead whenever Jazlyn reported for her shift. Luckily for her, a new shipment had arrived and she had time to practice some of her more interesting mixes before the rush hit. Reaching for an empty glass, she made her favorite drink appear out of thin air, handing it to a regular who had waved her over upon seeing the familiar mix. The pink color was pretty and distinct, letting anyone who had it know what exactly it was. Her time and quantity were getting better, that was for sure. Now if she could just make something she didn't like taste decent.

Diana stepped into Club Nysa, shocked that for a dance club, there seemed to be a lack of a real party. This was something that brought a mild sadness to the girl who was a closet party girl. She glanced around a bit more and then made her way over to the bar just in time to see that Jaz was creating a new concoction of sorts. Diana smiled, though they shared the same power, their powers were still as different as night and day. As she took a seat at the bar, she lifted one brow at the pink color of the drink and then smiled, folding her hands together and just relaxing within the feel of the club. "Hello Sunshine."

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"Hey Diana. How's it going?" Jazlyn greeted, grabbing a few random bottles from under the counter before looking at them. Some fruity liquor, vodka, and pineapple juice. This should be interesting. Mixing them up by hand, she decided at the last minute to add a shot of soda to it as well. With the newest drink worked out, she stopped to take a sip. Not too bad. Reaching for another glass, she made it appear easily before sliding it across the counter to Diana. "Alright, honest opinion. How is it? And why are you here so early? It's deader than a doornail in here."

Diana sat with an amused smile as she watched her sister prepare a drink from scratch right before her eyes. It was always interesting to watch it in action. As Jaz slid the drink towards her, Diana smirked and gave a soft chuckle "When have I ever lied about something as serious as this?" She asked, pointing to the drink for a moment and then lifting it. Even though it wasn't wine, she still treated it as such, swishing the liquid in the glass just enough to lift the aromas from the glass before she gave it a sniff.

Before she took a sip she looked around, Jaz was right. "There wasn't much work authority speaking today, and it really is dead here? I'm surprised that Charon isn't here yet." She said with a laugh and then took a small sip of the drink, she let it rest on her tongue for a moment and then smiled and nodded. "Quite refreshing... you know one of these days, you might end up making the liquid version of ambrosia and then we will really be in for it." She teased as she set the glass down.

"I'm working on it, but don't tell the boss that." She retorted with a laugh. Maybe tonight wouldn't be so bad after all with her sister around. "I'm not sure why we keep so much in stock on the nights I work. I know I'm picky, but I'm not THAT picky." With the way her power worked, she had to actually LIKE the drink to make it taste decent, so she understood the need to keep a few supplies on hand, but a fully stocked bar was almost ridiculous. "So, the glamorous life of a Magister isn't keeping you interested? Don't worry, this place'll pick up soon. Always does."

She winked to her sister as she took another sip of the drink, this time drinking it like a normal person would, not a daughter of Dionysus that had grown up on a vineyard. The she glanced at the bar and smiled a bit "I don't know, sometimes you can be quite picky, sunshine." She teased as she leaned against the bar a little and smiled to the girl. "And the 'glamorous' life of the Magister almost never keeps me interested, but it does keep me busy most days." She said with a laugh. In truth, she did enjoy it most days, the work fit in nicely with her personality.

"You could always come work here, though the benefits aren't quite as good." Jazlyn observed, stopping to take an order from a regular customer. Of course, it had to be for some rancid beer that she couldn't stand, so she had to actually pour it by hand. "And you have to admit, that wine was horrible. Even Bernie wouldn't drink it and that's saying something." Their brother would drink anything, but whatever they had done to that shipment should have been illegal. Bernie wouldn't drink for several days afterwards, not even the stuff he made himself.

She laughed softly and nodded as she took another sip of her drink, "No, we need a person to be the voice of our father and you kids... Who better than the most practical out of the lot?" She teased and then nodded as Jaz brought up that one really bad shipment. "I couldn't believe someone would actually put their name to that monstrosity... I had to tell my family back in France about that. They actually ordered me to send them some because they couldn't believe what I was saying." She said with a smirk and then finished the rest of the drink.

"And I'm practical. Practical enough to know I'd throttle most of those people, especially if I couldn't get drunk." Her scowl was mock, but her sister would know she was right. Jaz just didn't have a head for stupid people and most of the Magisters were, in fact, stupid beyond comprehension. "I would probably have to take bernie's whole stash just to try...and probably hug Abs the enter time, just to ensure that I was in some way not sober."

Diana continued to snicker at her sister, nodding to everything that Jaz was saying. The Magisters took a steady hand and laid back spirit to really navigate. She arched her brow at her sister saying that she would need to get drunk or at least feel drunk to deal with it. She didn't think it was that bad, but she had to admit, there were some powerful personalities there.

"And you wonder why I say I'm the practical one. She said with a teasing tone. "When is your break? Or are you not going to get one because of deadness?" She asked, keeping her teasing tone.

"Just got in. I'll have one in a couple hours if you want to stick around." The deadness should start going away soon, but right now...she could hear crickets louder than the music. It was going to be a long night if things stayed the same. "Maybe we should call Bernie and his crew. It's not technically a party if they buy, right?" Now that, that could get crazy. It would definitely be fun though and the boss would be happy with the activity.

Diana gave another nod as she looked around and then smiled widely at Jaz "I knew there was a reason I liked you." she teased with a soft wink before continuing "Yes, let's get Bernie and his gang, this place is in desparate need of partying."

Then she pulled her phone out and scrolled through the list till she found her brother's name.

@bernard : young man, get your cute little backside to Nysa, your sisters demand a party! And bring your friends! <3

Diana slid her phone into her pocket and then smiled to Jaz "Calvary Called!"

"Now that's what I'm talking about!" Jaz shouted excitedly, taking stock of the bar. "Give me just a sec. I'm going to grab some more of that nasty beer his crew likes before they get here." The last time she had tried to whip up that nasty mess on her own, Bernie had nearly disowned her. What they saw in it, she had no idea. Vodka, lots of it, was her poison on any day of the week.

A few minutes of rummaging in the back and a few large cases later, her work was finally done. "Well, that should hold them for a little while. If not, the boss lady is going to need to make a supply run." Last time Bern had came to work with her, they had cleaned the bar out on a night they normally didn't see a soul.

Diana laughed, a laugh that was almost contagious as she gave her sister a nod of 'go ahead' and then relaxed in her seat, letting her eyes go over every patron that was actually in the club at the time. Hopefully soon, Bernard and his crew would be coming through the doors. Hopefully everyone in this club would be ready to dance and party, to drink and be merry. To be everything that children of Dionysus and Dionysus himself would be proud of.

As Jaz brought up case after case of beer, Diana arched her brow and then held out her hand to Jaz "Let me see one of those things, please." She said in her chipper tone. She wasn't a big beer fan, having been raised on a vineyard, she was more accustom to wine, especially wine of her creation or the creation of her family back in France.

"Coming right up." Jaz called, popping the top off before handing it to Diana. "Bernie's drink much more of that here and I may be able to convince the boss to put it on tap." she observed, stowing a few more supplies below the counter as she did."how long do you think it'll take him to get ready this time? My bet is on an hour." The male dionysus kids could be so much more...vain...than the girls were sometimes.