After wandering around for an hour or so, Melona eventually found herself inside The Brimstone Brownstone, the town's local tavern. She was a few years too young to drink their famously good microbrews or cocktails, being 18, but no one was too young to enjoy the amazing food served at affordable prices. The tavern's reputation preceded it, as even midday on a weekday the place was packed with regulars taking their lunch breaks, students hanging out between classes, and any passerby who happened to take in the delectable smells always drifting out from the building. That and one other thing.
Even the great spirits and quality food paled in comparison to the Brimstone's most famous attribute, the gorgeous staff that served customers with a smile, each of them with exaggerated proportions squeezed into barmaid dresses that were always just a little too small on their curvy bodies of every shape and size that could possibly entice a person into tipping just a little more than they should. Melona would swear up and down that she was only interested in the tasty food and friendly atmosphere, but deep down she knew that she wouldn't frequent this place as much as she did if it weren't for the beautiful women that were nice to her.
Melona made her way to an open seat at the bar, where a goblin girl was scurrying from customer to customer, carrying a small folding-stool under her arm and plopping it down in front of whoever she was talking to in order to meet them at eye level. She had a flat chest but wide hips that went well past her shoulders and a perky butt that poked out under her short skirt. Her wild pink hair was only barely contained by a messy braid, and despite the goblin's childlike height her face and manner of speaking made it clear that she was well into adulthood, most likely middle-aged in goblin years. Melona patiently waited for her turn, finding more than enough entertainment in just watching a professional doing their job well, darting from customer to customer, able to juggle multiple conversations and drink orders at once without sacrificing quality. Finally, though, she stopped in front of Melona, saying something surprising...
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