((If everyone is happy with saying there was small talk, or that they all went on about their business for a little while, I can open up with a post after closing. If anyone is unhappy with this, let me know!))

An hour and a half later, Brumac waved on the last public customer. It was half an hour after closing, but the ogre would never shoo off a customer in the middle of a meal. That was unheard of. He closed the door. The sign on the outside read, 'Closed for public entertainment, Vacant rooms available for stay'.

He moved behind the bar to close out the day by counting profits and balancing the register-like machine. It surprised some people at Brumac's business sense, or love for cooking and food. He didn't mind. So long as they kept their mouths shut about it. He sipped on an amber colored drink with carbonation as he counted the money.

If anyone still there, the guests who would be rooming, wanted drinks or food or any other service, the place was still fully functional and open to them. Even Kioku. For some reason the ogre never kicked the man out after closing and always allowed him to stay on his whims. Anyway, that meant that technically he, Peri, and Frewen were all still on duty, should anyone ask for their assistance, but, he wasn't counting them on the clock. They were free to do whatever they wanted, so long as the floors, tables, kitchens and rooms were clean and ready for guests in the morning.

Peri already assumed that that meant she'd be doing most of the work. She'd seen how eager Frewen was to hop into Kioku's lap and they'd probably be running off to a bedroom soon. She shook her head. Kioku was trouble. He'd probably used some sort of seductive mind powers on the kelpie. Like he had her.

Okay, well maybe he hadn't used any on her. But that wasn't the point. He was still trouble. He was tricky. That's what it was. Peri hated being deceived. "Peri," Brumac boomed. "Finish filling out the check-in and tabs book if you haven't," he said, but she smiled cheerily. "Already done boss," she said with a sarcastic salute. "Then wash the tables, mop the floors, clean the bar and straighten the chairs," he added with his own cheery smile, clearly mocking.

Peri grumbled. Where was Frewen's list of chores she wondered, immediately beginning to wipe down the tables. "Oh, and Peri," he said, "Chop chop." He laughed to himself and returned to closing up the register. He loved messing with that strange girl. Peri on the other hand had immediately started chopping, with her hands, literally.

Periwinkle eyes widened and then she pretended to swat at flies before grabbing her cleaning rag again. Had anyone seen that? God she hated when people told her to do things like that. Chop chop was an expression that meant hurry, but apparently her curse liked to take things literally. She went back to washing tables, grumbling something about pummeling and old witch into dust.