Bruno had taken up his position behind the bar once more and in an attempt to look busy, started to rearrange some of the bottles and glasses. The man hadn't made an attempt to communicate, for which the bartender was grateful.
About a minute had passed when a young couple walked into the bar. Bruno estimated them in their early twenties. They mostly had eyes for each other and their clothing betrayed to him that they had probably won their cruise tickets or had received them as a gift or something. Although the Jewel of Hera wasn't the most expensive cruise ship out there, it was probably still above budget for these two lovebirds, given that their clothing obviously had been bought at a budget store.
They looked nice together: the young man was about half a foot taller than the girl and the grin on his somewhat darkened face told Bruno that this guy was very much in love. He couldn't keep his eyes of his lady and his right arm was wrapped tightly around her. The woman in turn was looking up at her lover with the same infatuation in her clear green eyes as he was showing in his brown ones. Her light brown curly hair ran loose over her back. She was a looker indeed.
Bruno realized that he was staring, although nobody had seen him do it: the couple only payed attention to each other and the elderly man was still staring at the photograph he was holding. The bartender quickly pretended to turn his attention back to his business behind the bar, but from the corner of his eye he kept a watch on the couple. Just as he had suspected, they chose a place further down the back: a table that was out of the view of the customers who'd stay at the front of the bar, although Bruno could still see them from his own spot; the bar had been designed so that the bartender had a pretty good view of the entire place at all times, provided it wasn't too crowded.
A smile krept on Bruno's face. He felt like a bit of a voyeur - and right now he was - but wasn't too concerned about that: if they chose to get all over each other in his bar, that was his right, wasn't it? Anyway, time to ask them what they wanted to drink and perhaps even start a bit of small talk; these were more like his kind of people. He straightened his jacket and walked over to their table. "Hiya, folks! First time on the Jewel?" A broad smile was on his face.
- Bruno Kaiser