The patrons of the bar and common room keep up with their usual debaucheries, with the drinking and the gambling and dice. They do immediately sit back up when you get back into the room, with a good third of them staring right center at your teats as you walk about, as they just bounce in the perfect amount. Another third is pretending to work, and the last third is waiting for their turns in the shift to stare at your teats.<br/><br/>All the same, you have ten more minutes before your shift ends, which is well known to the patrons and the cult that is forming around you. More drinks are ordered so you are forced to wade into the tables one last time, with the other waitresses giving you death stares for the time being. Marv just giving you the innkeeper stare of, 'you better do you job Miss Bunny', as he hands you the drink orders onto your serving platter.