At the Bada Bing

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

Becky is, once again, in a strangely good mood.

This time, she's not just humming. She's actually singing under her breath as she pours shots.

From her corner, Miho rolls her eyes and eats a brownie.

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[crowt-robot.livejournal.com]

Crow walks into the Bada Bing. Yes! This is what he has been looking for! Strippers and Booze! Booze and Strippers!

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"Hey there...you," Becky says, smiling and finding herself unable to come up with a name for the robot. "What can I do y'for?

[crowt-robot.livejournal.com]

Crow thinks for a moment. First time he's ever been in a bar that wasn't manned by Joel trying to do his best Cocktail impression.

"I'll have vodka straight up. I'm Crow by the way." he says. If he could wink he would.

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

Becky arches a brow as she pours the vodka.

"Becky," she says, handing it to him. "You new?"

[crowt-robot.livejournal.com]

Crow dips his uh, beak into the glass for a moment.

"Yep. My friend Tom and I have taken over the movie theater. Oh, and this humanoid Joel, he's there too."

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Feeling somewhat uncharacteristically nervous, Geoff holds the door for Shane while he looks around. Having had no idea what to expect...he still didn't know what to expect.

"You said you've been here before?"

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, man," Shane says, giving him a reassuring smile as she steps inside ahead of Geoff. She hadn't told Geoff yet about her plans to quit Deb's and work at the B2 instead - she was biding her time, trying to find a less hectic one in order to break the news. "It's pretty cool. It's kinda like the pub, but... with some differences."

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I see that." Still looking around, Geoff follows Shane inside. "Tending bar -- I bet you'd be good at that."

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Shane looks over at Geoff in surprise. People had always told her it was as though she could read their minds - hanging around Geoff was like that for her and it was something she hadn't yet grown accustomed to. "You think?" She asks with a grin.

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Geoff gives her a confused look. "Sorry? I think what?" He was finding the combination of music and lights just a little disconcerting, and consequently was feeling a little distracted.

[deadly_little]

Miho perches in her corner, sword across her lap and a platter of brownies on the stool next to her. This 'getting fat' plan is excellent; she doesn't know why she didn't think of it before.

Becky's good mood, however, is a touch unsettling.

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"Where'd you get those, anyway?" Becky asks, pointing at the brownies.

[deadly_little]

Miho wonders if Becky just didn't notice one of the strippers on a baking jag earlier that afternoon. She offers her friend a brownie.

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"Oh, no thanks," Becky says, holding up a hand. "I'm watching my figure."

[deadly_little]

She wiggles the brownie in a little are you sure? motion, then crinkles her nose to indicate she thinks the brownies have pot in them.

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

[ooc- *sighs and waves on his way to bed*]

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *waves*]

[ooc but ic: *taunts with off-limit-ness*]

[deadly_little]

(ooc: *waves*)

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

[ooc- *waves and waves and waves* I couldn't come in last night because by the time I found the post it was 1 am here and I had to be up by 4 *cries* my boys want to come to the Bada Bing regularly, even if Becky off limits now]

[deadly_little]

(ooc: And Miho and her mun are both going out of town for four days now! Oh noes! Have fun with Becky.)

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

[ooc- *dramatic sigh* Sadly, she has Geoff now *hand to forehead* Enjoy the weekend and be safe.]

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

After getting off work at Perkolator, Hank walks over to the Bada Bing.

He smiles at both Miho and Becky as he enters, then takes a seat at the bar.

"A beer, please. Anything but Miller."

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

Becky smiles.

"Hey, Hank. How're you doin'?" She reaches below the bar and hands him a bottle of Heineken.

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

Hank takes a swig off the bottle.

"Could be better. I've had a rough couple of months. Or days. Whatever.

What do I owe you for the beer?"

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"It's five bucks," Becky replies, ducking below the counter momentarily to relace her boot. "So what d'you mean...months or days?" she asks when she resurfaces.