The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

It was Friday night and Mazikeen had broken out a whole new box of weetiny umbrellas. She certainly hoped it would be a busier night than yesterday.

The troll statues out front had a sign up again, advertising half priced drinks to all teachers.

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The Bar

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Tiny umbrellas!

Re: The Bar

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson was restless. He'd made himself a sandwich and a salad, had flipped through the mail, had considered decorating the apartment and in the end, had pulled on his coat and headed right out the door.

His mind was churning over the events of the day, hell...the events of the week, the implications of the past upon the future and what to do in the present. It didn't surprise him that, true to what he'd told Blair, he ended up down at the Nest.

Lucifer probably wouldn't thank him for showing up, as he had no intention to drink -he honestly wasn't that much of an idiot- but he could still pay for his soda, in the hopes that Mazikeen didn't poison him, just on principal.

Putting on a boyish smile, he approached the bar.

Re: The Bar

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Mazikeen didn't glare or hiss, that was beneath her. She stood haughtily, waiting for the stupid little human to order.

Re: The Bar

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

"Cola? With lemon?" He asked hopefully.

Re: The Bar

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

The drink was prepared quickly and placed in front of him, but there was no umbrella added.

Re: The Bar

[demons-death.livejournal.com]

John came in with Zoe and headed to the bar first. "What do you want?" he asked Zoe before ordering.

Re: The Bar

[bigdamnprincipal]

"A beer would be good," she said. "Thank you."

Re: The Bar

[demons-death.livejournal.com]

John nodded and ordered, "Two beers, please."

Re: The Bar

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Mazikeen nodded and filled two glasses with the beer on tap. She was getting better at not having any foam.

She placed the drinks in front of the couple, adding tiny umbrellas at the end.

The Dancefloor

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Tiny dancers!

The Lounge

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

New but not tiny!

Talk to Lucifer

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

He wasn't tiny either. He had taken over one of the tables in the lounge, and was drinking a glass of wine.

If he was human, his liver would hate him for how much he drinks.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

A new and shiney but not tiny lounge area. Huh.

Standing at the edge, sipping on his soda, Wilson peered at the new space then lit up with a genuine smile as he spied pool tables.

"Exceeeelllent." He purred headed towards one towards the back. Sliding his hand along the rail, he poked at the felt, then walked to set his drink down on a table and went in search of a cue and some balls.

[ooc: *comes down here to flit around the devil!*]

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Lucifer watched, wondering if the doctor was finished with the histrionics from the other day.

And he may have been more than a bit pleased that the pool table was receiving such a positive if vaguely dirty reaction.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Finding a rack of balls no way not to sound dirty Wilson picked up a pool cue of about the right height and carried them both back to the table.

Leaning the cue against the table, he began to set up the balls.

"Do you play? Or is this just for the customers?" He asked in a quiet voice. Lucifer was a hard figure not to notice after all.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

"I know how to play," Lucifer replied, not really answering the question. "Why do you ask?"

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[demons-death.livejournal.com]

John and Zoe wandered back into the lounge. John grinned when he spotted the pool tables. "Do you play?" he asked Zoe.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[bigdamnprincipal]

"I'm familiar with the game, but I haven't played in a long time," she said, following his gaze over the tables.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[demons-death.livejournal.com]

"This would be usually where I'd be professing I wasn't that good, but I like you too much to hustle you."

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[bigdamnprincipal]

"I'd like to think that I know you well enough to keep from getting hustled," Zoe replied. "Or, at least, that I'd recognize your tactics."

OOC

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

TINY!

Re: OOC

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

*Peeks over curiously*

Did the pool tables meet the devil's seal of approval for the lounge?

Re: OOC

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes they did. Feel free to say they're there if you need 'em.

Re: OOC

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Yay! *Bounce!!*

Re: OOC

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

So, I have no clue how to play pool for real. *hangs head in shame*