Roberto
Maggie let a smile creep across her face as Aki chuckled, she often found laughter inexplicably contagious. She took a step away from Rust and turned back to face Akira as she explained she had just been out running errands. She tipped her hat in respect, it wasn't easy having so much work to do by yourself, Maggie knew that all too well. 

When Aki mirrored her line of questioning, it became clear that the farmer had no idea that the Ol' Davis Barn had fairly recently had a chance of purpose. Maggie herself wasn't entirely sure who owned the joint these days, but she'd heard about it through friends of friends a few months back, it seemed to be a fairly open secret by now. 

"Well, I wouldn't say 'alone', that's why my old boy's with me." She nodded over to Rust. "You mean you haven't heard about this place by now? I can show you around if you'd care to join me." 

She'd seen all kinds of folk in the barn recently, though the regulars were typically from the older generation, her father was here most days. However, he wouldn't usually be out that late, he preferred to waste his days in a stupor and sleep it off during the afternoons and evenings. He disgusted her in all honesty, he used to be a respectable man but he'd reduced himself to nothing. 

Her mind snapped back to the present, she didn't like to dwell. Maggie was excited to see the look on Aki's innocent face when she realised what this place really was. She extended an arm out in invitation.
James
Given by the oblivious look Akira had, it was pretty clear that the woman had absolutely no idea about the new 'purpose' for the barn. She didn't even know it had a name! For her, it was an old piece of rotting wood, nothing more, nothing else. And even with the idea of it being used again, she imagined that this building was getting renovated, perhaps to store hay, or horse equipment that could help Maggie's business. 

"Sure, show me the way...!"She followed the younger woman behind, not expecting to see more familiar faces inside. 

The environment was strangely jovial, and she soon realized the implications. Well, it didn't take that long given the strong smell that invaded her nostrils.


"O-oh..." Aki blinked, and her expression shifted entirely, feeling and looking as if the familiar stench punched her in the face. Her eyes searched for Maggie, almost as if she wanted to say out loud _'are you sure this is a good idea?!'_, but no words came out. She could only partially cover her nose and mouth with one hand.

"Wow uh... I didn't know people were having fun here!" She took a deep breath, finally feeling like a trespasser, a criminal. 

Not that Aki was a saint. In fact, she still remembered the first time she tasted alcohol for the first time. It wasn't long after the prohibition came into place. Naturally, being young and dumb at the time, she had more than what her small body could handle, the look of horror in her old man's face burned in her memory.

And even since then, that experience didn't stop her from trying again, though she was more careful, especially with the people she'd try to surround herself with. 

"Guess it wouldn't hurt to stay here a bit." After the initial shock, Aki managed to return to her tranquil nature. Yes, she was tired, she could relieve her stress and indulge. But she wouldn't stay for that reason, the woman decided to take the responsibility of keeping the younger one away from trouble.
Roberto
As she thought, Aki appeared to be a bit blindsided by the scene though the barn doors. About a dozen candle-lit tables were already full of townsfolk, mostly betting on card games or just exchanging anecdotes. And the smell, there's nothing that smelled quite like an Appalachian home-brew of Moonshine.

She went and greeted those who she recognised, but there was nobody in tonight that she knew all that well. Some of them weren't the most appealing kind of folk, so she didn't linger.

"They call it the Ol' Davis," She hummed, "I'm not too sure how long it's been runnin', or who Davis is exactly... But it's a nice enough joint." 

She began to walk over to the 'bar', it looked to have been comprised of old components of a cow-milking shed. Whatever works. She turned, now walking backwards with her arms outstreched, "Can I get you anythin'? There's not much choice of course but they flavour the homebrews if you have a preference for that kind of thing?"
James
Ol Davis, what an interesting name. Aki found it kinda cute, so much so that a small giggle escaped from her lips. "I see!"

The woman followed the other to the 'bar', both her eyebrows raised for the way everything was arranged, there was pure ingenuity on display. From the way people would use old farming equipment, to piles of hay and scraps to hide the brewery. 

 "Oh, I don't have a preference, I'm open for any recommendations, it seems like you know about this stuff better than me! "She said in a joking manner.