Ellie Liu

𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝑰 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖—𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉, 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓.ᐣ 🍸 Bartender at the Iceberg Lounge 💻 After hours — ask within ▸ Semi-Literate ▸ Semi-Descriptive ▸ Crossover Friendly

“Appreciate the follow.” 🍸💙

> Another customer caught her eye. Ellie gave him a polite nod of apology. “Be right back.” She stepped away to tend the call.. leaving him with a clear line of sight down the bar.

> faces. Regulars… in their own way.” A faint smile. “Lucky night, though.” She reached for a clean glass, drying it with a practiced motion. “The brunette’s Raven,” she added casually. “But you didn’t hear that from me.” >>

Ellie clocked the hat on the stool, then his easy way of settling in. “Cold beer’s easy,” she said lightly. A chilled bottle slid onto a napkin in front of him with a soft thud. Her gaze followed his nod down the bar. “They’re around enough to recognize the >>

Her eyes tracked the line of his hat before she met his gaze, already lining up a glass. Ellie set a napkin on the bar in front of him, her smile small but curious. “Evening,” she said lightly. What are we starting with tonight?”

> back to the bar.

“New section opening tonight?” she said, already reaching for a fresh glass. “That’ll bring a crowd.” She slid the beer into place and, just for Raven, tipped the corner of her mouth in a quick take it easy look—then followed it with a conspiratorial wink before turning >>

> turned back to Raven and Jay. “Looks like it’s just you two for a bit,” she said softly. “Same orders, or want to switch it up?”

Ellie’s gaze lingered on the screen for a moment. “Waterfront opening tonight?” she said lightly. “That’ll mean more traffic… and longer shifts.” Ellie collected the glass and gave Lark a polite nod as she passed. “I’ve got the bar,” she said simply, then >>

> place with practiced ease — like it had always been part of the order. She offered Raven the faintest, knowing curve of a smile before turning back to wipe down the bar, all business again.

Ellie dipped back behind the bar without comment. When she returned, a small bowl of pretzels was set within Jay’s reach with a polite nod. In the same motion, she repositioned the second round of beers she’d quietly lined up earlier, sliding the fresh glasses into >>

Ellie set the ginger ale down, a ribbon of cucumber catching the light at the rim. “Helps cut the bite,” she said softly. She slid the beers over next, eyes lifting to the screen. “Want something to snack on while we watch? Kitchen’s got a few small plates.”

“Thank you for the follow.” —💙🍸

“Thank you for the follow.” —🍸💙

> continued, then back to them. Ellie glanced up at the screen as she wiped down the bar top. “Do you know what this is all about?” she asked lightly, eyes lingering on the newsfeed as the anchor’s voice filled the room.

Ellie lets out a soft breath of a laugh as she eases the tap back, capping the foam neatly at the rim. “Full pour, got it,” she said gently, sliding the glass over. “Trust me… this one’s better when you can still taste it.” Her gaze flicked to the TV as the anchor >>

Ellie reaches for the taps, already lining up two chilled glasses as the volume on the TV ticks up. “Coming right up,” she said lightly. “Press conferences always bring a crowd. Might as well be comfortable while we watch.”