After the scene with Emelinda he had retreated to the back of the bar for a while, but when he reemerged she was gone. Part of him had half expected her to still be there, ready to slap him and call him out for his behavior like a petulent child, but she was nowhere to be seen, and there was a line beginning to form at his station by the bar.
He could have just left. Gone home and pulled himself together. It wasn't like he had a real boss to keep him there. But money was money, and it was a busy night. Besides, it looked bad for Tits whenever the "Special Elixirs" table was closed for too long, and he didn't want her to be too mad at him. He already knew word of his encounter would get back to her at some point. She never missed a trick in her own bar.
Instead he trudged back to work, although with a noticable loss of spring in his step. By three AM he was more ready than he'd ever been to get out of the bar and someplace - anyplace - else.
"Hey Gen..." he said, as he stepped out from behind the bar and approached his cousin, who was clearing the last of the tables, "I think I could use a drink after tonight. You up for it? My treat."