``trust me {Isaac/Family}

[calcetines]

Angel came back up from the cellar with a long strand of cobweb hanging from a few strands of hair that had escaped her French braid, and a new bottle of elf-made wine for the old wizards at table sixteen. She grinned at the sight of Isaac and Gabriella, then walked briskly to the wizards to serve them. The other person who was on shift, Evan, was asleep at table five. He really got on her nerves. She poured the wizards more wine and came up to the bar. "What can I get you, strangers?" Angel asked with a smirk.

[igloogirl]

Gabriella grinned at the sight of her cousin, who seemed to be in a good mood, despite her sleeping co-worker. "Hey Angie," Gabriella replied, sitting at the bar, so she could talk to her cousin a bit. "I could go for a firewhiskey, I suppose."

[calcetines]

"All right," said Angel, grabbing two goblets from the shelf. "Same for you, Isaac?" She felt irritation growing inside of her, she really wanted to do something mean and nasty to Evan, so he would actually work. It wasn't in her power to fire him, she had no idea why the manager hadn't done so a long time ago. Perhaps she might ask Isaac for a good idea...