03-28-2021, 05:39 PM
Llewellyn Longass still liked the name The Duckless Rooster for the pub. It was completely in the British tradition of British pub names. The problem was Whitby might've been a little out of that tradition for many people mentioned the strange name of the place. But that was part of its charm, wasn't it? You stopped by to find out what the name meant. Llew didn't mind telling the story over and over again because it had so liked the story. And he had to tell himself over and over again that a new pub would take some time to get a return clientele. So far it was mostly tourists who came in.
He was wiping down the bar on the other side of it when he heard a voice asking about food being served.
"O'course, o'course we serve food." He said, slightly put out by the question. What kind of pub wouldn't serve food? "I need a place to eat or I'd be dead meself!" He said with a laugh. Now he needed to find that list of items they sold. Um. Where were they? He probably moved them since he was cleaning up behind the bar. Lists, list. He wondered where they might've gone. "How are you today? Are you a tourist or a local, sir?" And that's why small talk was invented, so people could find things without making their customers realize they were missing.
He was wiping down the bar on the other side of it when he heard a voice asking about food being served.
"O'course, o'course we serve food." He said, slightly put out by the question. What kind of pub wouldn't serve food? "I need a place to eat or I'd be dead meself!" He said with a laugh. Now he needed to find that list of items they sold. Um. Where were they? He probably moved them since he was cleaning up behind the bar. Lists, list. He wondered where they might've gone. "How are you today? Are you a tourist or a local, sir?" And that's why small talk was invented, so people could find things without making their customers realize they were missing.
