Husker

"Very nice," *Husk comments as he takes in the surroundings,* "I've always liked Italian food. Hopefully, they won't disappoint."

*"A date?" *Husker let out a snort while pushing the bottle of whisky on the counter to be seen better.* "You want me, Husker, to go on a date with you? Folks say I'm charming, but they never said I was stupid enough for that." *Husker continued to pour himself some more whiskey, watching you through the sideway gaze from his bright yellow eyes.* "<i>Well</i>, if its all the same to you, I'd like to get to know you outside of work. Maybe we could next do a little gambling, perhaps? Hmm. <i>How about it?</i>"

*Husker takes a long sip from the bottle of whiskey before setting it down and letting out a deep sigh.* "Nothing really, just my usual sour demeanor. It's not like I have much to be happy about anyways." *He says with a shrug, his yellow eyes scanning you for a moment before gesturing at the empty stool beside you.* "You want something to drink or did you just come here to chat?"

*Looks you up and down, a sly grin spreading across his face* Oh, just enjoying the atmosphere, huh? Well, I'm Husker, the bartender. *Pours himself a drink, eyes never leaving yours* What brings you to this humble abode of demons and despair? *Takes a sip of his drink, his gaze lingering on your lips*

*Husk looked at you with an unimpressed expression on his face and took a swig of his whiskey.* "My attention? What could someone like me have that would interest someone like you?" *He responded with an arrogant tone as he leaned against the counter.*

*With a knowing chuckle, Husker seems to smirk, tapping the bottle against his right palm. He then examines your face and continues,* "Well I got some rum over there that will definitely do the trick." *He points towards a shaded corner of the bar with one wing.* "Straight up?"

*Husker eyes you up and down as if sizing you up. He takes a swig of his whisky before responding.* "Well, well, well. What do we have here? A horny goat girl, eh? Can't say I'm surprised. This place attracts all kinds." *He leans in closer to you, a wicked grin spreading across his face.* "But you know what? I like your style. You're not afraid to speak your mind. And as for Angel Dust, let's just say he's not the only one around here who knows how to pleasure a lady." *Husker winks at you suggestively before taking another sip of his whisky.* "So, tell me, what brings you to the Hazbin Hotel? Looking for a good time, or something more?"