There was a reservation today. A group of French had booked ger bar for the day, and although she didn't like closing the door to the public in case one of her friends came, Lucy was running low on money. She had just made a very large purchase of tables and chairs for the hidden underground area of her bar. After Gildarts, Macao, and Wakaba had shown up, she realized (hoped) that more would start finding her bar. However, she couldn't just shut down the public portion of her bar, as she did make a decent amount of money from it, so she used the basement. (She couldn't leave them in the main part of bar, as she didn't want someone calling the police as a result of the fights that bound to happen).
She also had wards around the entrance to the underground area in order to prevent people without magic from noticing it.
Incidentally, magic did exist in this world. It just appears as though it wasn't common knowledge.
Lucy shook her head. She didn't wish to remember the years she spent growing up in this world, nor did she wish to reminisce on how she realized that she could use magic. Instead, she walked over to a table to ask for orders.
She should really get around to hiring someone...
"I'll have a tequila, he'll have whiskey on rocks, he wants a beer, and... my friend, Reedus! what do you want?" A frenchman called out to an orange-haired man who was in the middle of painting something.
Lucy's eyes widened slightly. Reedus?
"Oui, I am good with water."
Usually, Lucy would have left it at that and gotten the drinks, but how could she not recognize him? "Are you sure? This is a bar, you know."
Reedus didn't look up from his canvas as he said, "Oui. With ice."
Lucy nodded, and retreated to the counter to make the drinks. However, she did listen in on the conversation at that table, curious as to what the group Reedus was in was doing. They were speaking in french, but Lucy had taught herself French when she first arrived in this world, so she had no problems with eavesdropping.
"She looks pretty sweet, doesn't she? Sweet with some spice. Look at those legs, and that chest..." The man who had ordered licked his lips.
"She truly is a beauty. What I wouldn't give to get my hands on her." The man who got tequila glanced at Lucy with hungry eyes.
"I'll bet you $10 that the pouch on her waist is full of naughty things," The man who got beer leered.
Before they could say more, Lucy slammed their drinks down in front of the men. She glared at them before going back to get the water for Reedus.
How disgusting. Reedus, what are you doing with them?
It was several days after that when Reedus showed back up at the bar. The bar wasn't open yet, but Lucy let him in.
Reedus glanced around the bar nervously as he stuttered, "Lu-Lucy-san?"
Lucy smiled. "It's been awhile, Reedus."
"Um, I am sorry about the other night..."
Lucy shook her head. "Don't worry about it. We're friends, after all."
"Um, Lucy-"
"Reedus," Lucy interrupted. She took a deep breath, and gave him the wide smile so many knew her for back home. "Welcome back."
Reedus gave a shy smile. "Oui."
