Ganymede, freckled and dark-eyed and with his long hair braided back in a thick half-plait, had been coming around the corner from the back room with another bottle of syrup; he stops dead-still when he sees what could very well be his own self sauntering up and leaning on the bar. It's easy to tell when everyone else has seen him too--half the employees stop what they're doing, blinking as if they need to be sure of what they're wtinessing.
ahahaha this is gonna be GLORIOUS
Ganymede, freckled and dark-eyed and with his long hair braided back in a thick half-plait, had been coming around the corner from the back room with another bottle of syrup; he stops dead-still when he sees what could very well be his own self sauntering up and leaning on the bar. It's easy to tell when everyone else has seen him too--half the employees stop what they're doing, blinking as if they need to be sure of what they're wtinessing.
"...What can I get you?" he asks, very belatedly.