


[PROMPT DAY 1]
Poor Briceus seems a little over whelmed by a stranger that has walked into the tavern! Give me a helping hand in boistering his confidence! Draw or write about your party trying to help him get the courage to talk to the stranger! In return he has promised a few goodies! If you're just really good at being a wing man maybe you'll even get a little extra!

"Wait - You want ME to help you with matters of the heart? I'm flattered, no one's ever asked me for advice involving romance ever since I rejected that guy ad somehow really humiliated him. How was I supposed to know the loudspeaker was on?" Briceus began to look more nervous.
Shoot. I probably shouldn't have mentioned that.
"Uh, look. I can help you, probably better than anyone else in this town can. Will you trust me?"
I stuck out my hand. Briceus was tentative, but eventually shook it. Good. I sat down at the bar, eyeing the lady Briceus was fancying. She was playing a game of pool with what appeared to be her friends, and was drinking a type of grape soda. I zeroed in on that, and the fact it was almost empty. I turned around to face Briceus, and instruct him on what to do.
"See the brand of soda she has? I want you to bring her one of them, as soon as she finished that one. She only recently just got here, which means she would accept that, because that would only be her second drink. See the pool table? There's only the 8-ball and a few others left, meaning the game is almost over. Her opponent looks bored, but she doesn't. After you offer her the drink, ask if she want to play a game after she finished up that one.DOn't worry, I can cover for you on bar duty. You engage in deep conversation, fall in love, get married yadda yadda yadda. Simple enough?" I pulled myself out of my thoughts to see a very overwhelmed Briceus.
"Uhh - " He fidgeted with a washcloth, gazing over at her.
"Look, she just finished her drink! Go, go on over!" I pushed him out from behind the counter, shoved a lemon soda in his hands, and pushed him on his way to the pool tables.
"You got this!" I called after him, and retreated behind the counter and watched Briceus introduce himself, blushing all the time. I scoffed. And to think my companions didn't think of me as a romantic!
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