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"Yeah you do. Anypony else?"
"So you understand my answer is no?"
Maya glanced at the clock again. "Looks like it's last call. Anypony need more drinks?"
"You know what asexual means, right?"
"Figured you would. Now scram, you're contaminating the merchandise," she joked.
Asmo went stone-faced. "So is Maya. Go to her."
Maya broke the kiss and stroked her mane. "There's more where that came from. After closing, that is."
"What? Tentacles?"
"Just a good luck thing." Maya wrapped her forelegs around Saber and locked lips with her.
"Let me ask you something: Why the hell do you want me so bad?"
"Good. Now why don't you come behind the counter. Got a thing for you."
Asmo sighed. "Great. Here I was just hoping for a non-rapey ride."
"Sure you are. Just ask her to sweep for you. You'll be taking over my position, so she'll listen."
"You better not try anything, bear with wide cave." Asmo hopped on the board.
"I actually do kinda wanna go back," said Asmo. "That death box is cozy."
"Just make Night do it," she told Saber as she poured Zeran's ale. "Far as I'm concerned, you're her boss while I'm off."
"Huh. Well, sounds like she better not show up here."
"Who's Gilda?" Maya asked curiously.
"Little late," Maya teased.
"Guess they'll find one on their own." Maya glanced at the clock. "45 minutes."