Once and a While (Open)

It wasn't every day Romantic Rhythm came to the tavern- she wasn't exactly that type of pony. But sometimes, after a particularly stressful day, she would stop by. Just for a little! Taking a seat at the counter, she set a few bits on the counter and ordered some sweet cider, looking around the tavern, taking note of the people around her. This definitely wasn't her scene. But after the day she had been having, this was her last stop before she went home. Not only had every last page of the composition she had been working on for months blown into the river, but a key in her piano broke, and she had bruised herself up pretty badly on her way to the repair shop to make an appointment to get it fixed by tripping over a uneven brick and stumbling down the hill. She picked up her cider and took a sip, just wishing she could start the day over and stop everything from going so horribly wrong.

Shinygear sat at his seat, sipping his cider. No matter how much he loathed most of the regulars here, he couldn't stop coming back. The cider was good and the bartender was better. One of the coolest stallions he'd ever met. Always knew how to make good conversation. But his favorite 'tender was out, and so he was left with nopony to talk to and only a mug in his hoof.

Romantic Rhythm calmly sipped her cider, trying to let herself relax. Pushing her mane out of her face with one hoof she reached into one of her saddlebags, taking out a few blank sheets of paper and then shuffling through her bags for her pen so she could start the composition. Again. And then work on it for months on end. AGAIN. Thinking about it definitely didn't help her relax. She finally pulled out her pen. (I will not be on for the rest of the night but I will reply sometime tomorrow.)

Shinygear finished off his drink, and sighed. He probably wasn't having much more than that mug for the rest of the night. He sat back in his seat and began to whistle.

Lightning Wing floated into the bar, glancing around. She'd snuck out of Cloudsdale for a bit, wanting to see some of the night-life of Ponyville. And this place. A....Tavern. They didn't have taverns in Cloudsdale.

She trotted up to the counter, pausing a moment to glance over the shoulder of the writing pony, and then finally taking a seat a few away from the colt also drinking at the bar. She glanced at the bartender as she tucked in her wings, frowning. "Um.... Can you... Suggest a drink? This is my first time here."