Only some minutes away from the headquarter of The Order a bright neon sign gets turned on, declaring the name oft he newest pub on Akabat. And an oldschool 'OPEN' sign gets placed in a window.
Inside a young woman turns around grinning at the bartender whose look turns even more grim. "Oh, Terry…. You need to smile a bit more. Otherwise you’ll scare off our hopefully customers AND you won’t have a chance with the ladies from this system." She scolds the man while tying her dark hair up to get prepared for the hopefully lively opening "Besides that, it was your idea to open a pub here and not at home in Bretonia. What I can offer you for now is that you make the waiter and I do the bartending. The only thing that I want for that is that you wear my high heels… Or better not… my feet are smaller than yours. Without knowing it for myself I’d doubt that we are twins."
With a cheeky grins she sees his expression. „Don’t give me your ‚Kyra, shut up‘-look! At least make it like a ‚Kyra, PLEASE shut up‘-look.“ She raises a finger towards him „In this new buisness we have to be polite to our customers!“
She laughs and walks to him, hugging him lightly. „Relax a bit. We will make it somehow, we always did. I handed some information papers to the receptionist in the headquater and in some random stores. With a bit luck we will make this a known spot.“