Desmond's POV

"Hey guys, want to come with me to work?" I ask. Leonardo, Malik, Connor, Edward, Ezio and Altaïr are all sitting around the living room.

"Where do you work?" Altaïr asks.

"The bar nearby. I make drinks and stuff like that," I reply.

"Sure," Malik says. "We don't have anything better to do."

Everyone gets up and Rebecca shoots me a warning glance.

"You keep them safe," she says.

"I will."

We drive to the bar and get out. We look like a group of normal teens, but few people would know that that's far from the truth.

We walk in and Edward looks a bit shocked.

"This is so different from the bars of my time..."

"Yes, yes. Back in my day," I begin, chuckling a bit. Edward glares at me before grinning.

"This will be fun."

There are few people in the bar because it isn't 5:00 yet, so I have time to give them the usual lecture.

"Now, no getting close with any girls." I glance at Ezio and he looks disappointed. "And only two drinks at the most." I glance at Edward and he gives me a pouty pirate face.

"Alright. That's manageable enough," Leonardo says.

"Ok. I'll be behind the counter if you need me," I say. I put on my small apron for bar-tending and wait for the action to begin.

This will be interesting.