"Yes!"

"Excellent!" Odebrandt exclaimed when he returned and heard the good news. "Let me find my good fountain pen, then, and we'll get right to it."

The signing was a somewhat anti-climactic affair. No fewer than four copies were made: one for each of them, one for Heor and one for the Holm bank. It was a messy affair of handing papers back and forth, signing first here, then there, basically wherever Odebrandt pointed.

When it was finally complete, Odebrandt shook both their hands vigorously. "Congratulations, both of you!"

He escorted them out of the building, shaking their hands twice more, congratulating them several more times, and urging them not to hesitate to make another appointment if they had any questions, or more business for him.

When the front door closed behind them, Lucas and Audrey exchanged a bewildered look. Their confusion quickly made way for a smile, then a broad grin. Audrey leapt into Lucas' arms, hugging him tightly.

"Oh, I've been dreaming about this for so long!" She whispered. "I almost can't believe it! I finally own a bar!"

"You own part of a bar," he teased her.

"Oh, hush, you spoilsport."

He set her down. "Do you want to head back to our bar?"

"Our bar," she repeated dreamily. "Yes, let's celebrate. We have to go tell Eldwyn! She's working right now, I think."

"We can give her the evening off." Lucas suggested.

"You're going soft, partner."

"Sounds good to me. You can be the ruthless one, I'll be the tender one. We'll make a great team."

She laughed out loud at that. "You're about as tender as a bar of steel and you know it."

"I mean it, though. I'm glad we're in this together."

She squeezed his arm. "Thanks, Lucas. Me too."

When they arrived at the bar, it was still pretty quiet, though a few of the regulars were already sitting at the bar, or talking quietly at a table.

"Good afternoon, you sorry bastards!" Audrey shouted when they entered. "You're looking at the new owners of the Fearless Hog!"

The announcement was met with muted cheers from the patrons.

"Does that mean we drink free?" One man called out.

Audrey and Lucas exchanged a look.

"Fuck it, why not. Percy, a round on the house!" Audrey replied.

The bar erupted into considerably more enthused cheers as they flocked to the bar. The sudden noise lured Eldwyn from the back room.

"What's going on?"

Audrey explained what had happened, grinning wide and speaking so quickly she almost tripped over her words.

Eldwyn's eyes widened. "Wow. So do I have to call you 'boss' now?"

"I was already your boss, Eldwyn," Audrey replied, "but yeah, I guess this makes it official. Lucas too, so you better obey our commands."

Lucas grinned teasingly. "She's already used to obeying, aren't you, toy?"

"Y-yes, sir." Eldwyn replied, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.

Percy approached the table with three ales on a small tray.

"Sir, madams, your drinks," he said, bowing exaggeratedly.

Audrey laughed and jabbed him in the arm. "Oh stop it, Percy."

He grinned as he put each of their drinks on front of them. "Seriously, though, congratulations. You'll do great."

"Thanks!" Audrey replied. "Let us know if you need any help, all right?"

"We've got it. Sofia's coming in to pull an extra shift so you can take it easy tonight. Consider it our gift to you."

Audrey smiled warmly. "That's... Thank you. I really appreciate it. Tell the others too, please."

"Don't worry about it, you deserve it," Percy said. "Anyway, I better get back to work. You just enjoy your celebration."

When Percy had left, they raised their glasses.

"To the Fearless Hog!" Eldwyn said.

"To the future!" Audrey added.

"And to us!" Lucas finished.

They spent the next couple of bells talking. They were on their third drink when Eldwyn's head suddenly shot up. "So does this mean we can do... you know, dirty things again?"

Audrey giggled and turned to Lucas. "I think you've corrupted her innocence."

"Honestly, I'm amazed she didn't immediately realize it."

"S-sir..." Eldwyn complained.

"You want to be a dirty slut that badly?"

"Mmm... yes."

"Prove it, then," he said, adopting a firmer tone. "Go to the glory hole in the bathroom and suck off five men."

"Ten," Audrey broke in. "And swallow their cum. And thank them afterwards. And ask them to tell their friends."

With each new requirement, Eldwyn's eyes widened further. "Sir?"

He grinned. "Don't look at me. You heard her."

"Oh, don't give me that look," Audrey said, leaning forwards. "I'm sure you'll find some big, burly guys who'll satisfy your tastes... Don't you want to suck some nice fat dicks?"

"I... um," Eldwyn stammered, then blushed and nodded meekly. "Yes, miss."

"Well, go on then."

She stood and moved towards the ladies' room, nervously glancing around to make sure no one saw her enter.

Lucas and Audrey got another drink and waited until the first man entered the bathroom. There were a few cubicles, so there was no guarantee he'd pick the right one, but as time passed and the man did not re-emerge, Lucas only had two possibilities left: either he was very constipated, or he was having the time of his life.

When the door finally opened, he had the look of a man who couldn't believe how lucky he'd gotten. He went back to his table and began talking animatedly with his friend, gesturing at the bathroom. Lucas and Audrey exchanged a grin.

"One down," Lucas said.

"And number two is close behind," Audrey finished, indicating the other man, who now hastily made his way over to the bathroom. "If we're not careful there'll be a line soon. You don't think we went too far, do you?"