[ the music is indeed loud, but surprisingly the song of choice isn't chaotic like the nightclubs. it's more on the mellow side -- classical jazz, to be exact. and the locals (the demographic seemed to be for the older crowd, maybe mid-twenties and up) paid no mind of the duo as they focus on their games, their conversations, or their drinkings.

his daughter instantly lets go of her father's arm once they are fully inside, then skips her way to the bar to sit on the stool. the unexpected appearance of jinx startles the poor bartender, and she eyes him exceedingly close while teething over her lower lip. ]

Hi.

[ she greets him with a slight messy grin with a provocative tone to match. her arms fold steadily on the table-top, leaning in like she's some sort of predator and pondering over whether to play with her food now or just... go straight for the kill. ]

"Uh, hi. What can I get for you tonight?"

[ the teen hums smoothly over the question, pretending to really think this over. ]

I dunno. Something... good. Something that'll make me feel... really good.

[ her eyes dances around him, from the tip of his head to as low as the bar table is allowing her to see. then her grin widens more, and it's coated with so much mischief that anyone could cut it with a knife. ]

You got something like that behind there?

[ needless to say, the bartender is looking pretty perplex by this exchange, and given people come here to drink... he makes the assumption jinx means a beverage. ]

Well, uhm, we have a wide selection that you can choose from to help you unwind.

— Mmhm, uh-huh. And tell me, what gets you unwind?

[ it's like she completely forgot she is here with her father.... ]