Spreading Love, One Drunk at a Time

Trini watches from a distance as people enter and exit the establishment, waiting for a chance to sneak in. A particularly large man heads towards the entrance and she quickly catches up, hiding behind him and following him towards the darker parts of the tavern. Once in the clear, she hops up to the rafters and looks down on the customers. 'So many people. Must not be a workday. Time to see if any of em are lookin for love~.' She pulls the Labu-meter from her left sleeve and moves it side to side, hoping to pick something up.

The machine suddenly beeps wildly, but no one hears it since the sound is for immortal ears only. With a cheerful grin, Trini aims the machine towards a man at the counter. He's a pretty average guy and seems pretty decent. Trini follows his gaze to a group of women at a table across from him. "Heh heh...I see. Dun worry, Ch-I mean Parasol Trini is on the case~..." She sets the machine down next to hear and summons up the Cupid's Bow. She shoots an arrow at the man and hits her mark. "Yatta~...One down..." Another arrow of infatuation forms and she aims it at one of the females...and completely misses, hitting a pitcher of ale instead. The man suddenly rushes towards the table, swiping up the pitcher, and runs out the door. "Arg!" Trini facepalms at the failure, but quickly gets over it. "That's just one person. I'll get the next." She uses the machine to find another lonely person and it points her to a rather scary man. Surprisingly, he had a female accompanying him. 'Alright. This time, I won't miss!' She takes aim and hits the man. She nods and reloads, aiming at the woman. It flies straight towards the mark...but is intercepted by the large man Trini followed inside. 'NO!!! Stupid dummy head human!' She grabs her hair in irritation as the two men gaze into each others' eyes. "This is ridiculous..."

Trini puts the Labu-meter up dejectedly as the bow disappears. She claps her hands twice and a cloud of pink smoke surrounds her. She jumps down from the rafters, surprising the people nearby with her sudden appearance and the smoke following her descent. Instead of the 5 year old she entered as, she appears to be around 16. She slinks over with a depressed expression towards the counter. The bartender raises an eyebrow as she sits on a stool, but doesn't say anything. "Peach tea please..." The bartender looks confused for a second before replying. "Um...That's not exactly the kind of beverage we have here." At his words, Trini's expression falls even more, if that was possible. Feeling bad, the man quickly tries to make up for it. "We have orange juice though if that's fine with you!" Trini looks up, a pitiful look on her face. "...That'd be nice...I guess..." She looks back down and twirls designs on the countertop. Her hand is suddenly caught by another, but she doesn't seem fazed by this. "Hey there. You're a cute thing. Look just like cotton candy. Wonder if you taste like it..." He leers at her, but Trini just gives him an uninterested glance before shaking him off. "Not now. I'm not feeling very lovely." She sighs sadly and turns her attention to the bartender who brings her drink.

"You know...Whatever happened or went wrong, you can always just try again." Trini sips at her juice and sniffles. "You really think so mister?" The bartender looks confused at how childlike she seems, but doesn't comment on it. "Yep. Can't let the world get the best of you. Gotta keep truckin and hope for the best." Trini's demeanor seems to do a 180 at the man's words and she hops up, surprising both the bartender and the man still standing next to her. "You're right! I can't give up! I have too much at stake! Thanks mister! Expect love in your future~!" She leans over the counter, giving him a kiss on the cheek and seemingly disappears. All she did though was jump back into the rafters to continue trying to spread love. The bartender rubs his cheek, trying to understand what just happened as the customers suddenly start grabbing random objects and making out. He shrugs and goes back to cleaning glasses as the man who tried to pick up Trini begins making out with her glass of orange juice.