Caritas, Monday, OPEN

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Jarod set the bar up and cleaned especially well. He pulled out the account books and placed them neatly next to the register. He hadn't seen Lorne yet, but he wanted to make sure that the bar met with his employer's approval upon the demon's return.

Perhaps most surprising to Jarod was how much he'd missed Lorne. He'd never really had anyone to miss before, other than Parker.

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The Band

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Come on in, the duct tape's fresh!

The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

He didn't hear the radio, in case you were wondering.

Re: The Bar

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker settled in at the bar, waiting for Isabel and Angela, and hoping Lorne was going to be there soon.

No, she's not nervous. Don't be silly.

Re: The Bar

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel ran in, hoping she wasn't late. "Hi Parker!"

Re: The Bar

[chasingangela]

Angela waved. "Hi Isabel!"

Re: The Bar

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Hi Angela, enjoying the day off?"

Re: The Bar

[chasingangela]

"Absolutely! We just got back from D.C.," she said. "Saw some cool stuff. What did you do?"

Re: The Bar

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Isabel. No, you're not late, I haven't even ordered a drink yet." Parker smiled. "I don't see Lorne anywhere, but I'm sure he'll be in a bit later."

Re: The Bar

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Parker. Hey, Isabel. How's it going?"

Re: The Bar

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hey, you!" Parker brushes her lips against his cheek, and grins, relieved to see him. No particular reason. "What did you do on this fabulous President's Day?"

Re: The Bar

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Oh good, I got involved with some stuff in my room and didn't see the time." She smiled at Jack. "Hi Jack, that was one hell of a party. There were some interesting guests in the library."

Re: The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod smiled at Jack, Isabel, and Angela. "Hey. Can I get you guys anything to drink?"

Re: The Bar

[chasingangela]

Angela came in, cheeks pink from the cold, and unwound her scarf before plopping down on the stool next to Parker. "Hey!," she said. "Have a good day off?"

Re: The Bar

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Great, actually. Slept in, worked out, lazed around. Did you have fun in D.C.?"

Re: The Bar

[chasingangela]

"I did," Angela confirmed. "Rory and I found the best bookstore, and we spent some time at the Natural History Museum." She paused, rubbed her nose. "Blair Sandburg practically got us kicked out of the zoo, though."

Re: The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Parker. The usual?" Without waiting for her response, he set her drink in front of her. "How's your day been? And thanks for having people over yesterday. That was fun."

Re: The Bar

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Sure." Okay, this wasn't weird. Good. She grabbed her drink with a smile, and asked, "Have you seen Lorne yet? Did he do his opening number?"

Re: The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Not yet, but that doesn't mean he won't be in later," Jarod said, "or that he'll be in at all. Lorne...tends to run on his own schedule."

Re: The Bar

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Lorne wasn't there soon - chalk it up to the need to make a grand entrance? Not that there was anything all that grand about entering stage left, unannounced, without even a soft amber follow-spot.

Almost as if he didn't want to give her any warning he was coming. Like he might expect to be ducking a thwapping any second.

That didn't mean there was any lack of enthusiasm in his voice when he finally did greet her - from right behind her shoulder. "Versace! Believe me when I tell you that back of yours is a sight for red eyes, sore or otherwise."

Re: The Bar

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker spun around on her barstool and glared. "You! Ohhh, mister, I am so *mad* at you! Scare the life out of me, disappear into a rip in the air, don't even call--" She took a breath, and the smile crept out even as she aimed a punch at his shoulder. "God!"

Re: The Bar

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

He took the shot like a man. A flamboyant green man, which meant he put a hand to his shoulder like it was a death wound, and made a face of such accusatory woe that somewhere on the other side of the world a nun who'd been raised in a convent from birth suddenly felt guilty for no apparent reason.

"You think I wouldn't rather have been here than back there, kiddo? You wound me deeply. Trust me, I'd have called if I could; I'd have stayed if I could. Heck, I'd have sent Jerry here shuffling off to Buffalo in disguise if I thought my relatives wouldn't eventually pool enough brain cells to wipe off the greasepaint and torch the paper horns."

Re: The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Lorne! Welcome back!" Automatically, he began mixing a Sea Breeze for his employer.

Re: The Bar

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

"Jerrycake, you have no idea how glad I am to be back. Closest thing to a Sea Breeze they had back home was something that translates to Stench Off The Great Gray Sweat Marsh Of Buhragh. You think it's a pretty clever name til you realize it's actually made from the Great Gray Sweat Marsh Of Buhragh."

The Lounge

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