Originally Posted by
Benson
Bridle Shores was a cesspool for the weird, he still wasn't sure why his son would choose such a hick town, it was probably just to spite him, yea, probably that.
"I could soon," He said as Feather duster walked in one cue with a bottle of wine, a glass, and Mystic's drink in a coconut glass. "Thank you Feather Duster."
"My pleasure sir," He said with a bow. "Lunch will be served in ten minutes, sir."
"Alright, you can tell the girls they can come in, before they drink my stock of alcohol in the bar," He smirked and sipped his wine.
"Right away sir," And Feather Duster was off.