The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Evening (09/04)

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

A successful first class of the semester had Aziraphale feeling particularly chipper as he went about opening up the Nest. He was still dressed in his snazzy "teacher suit", seeing no point in changing for the evening. Once the drink specials were written up, he put some upbeat swing music on the jukebox and hummed to himself as he worked behind the bar.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Too Cool for School
Teacher's Pet
School Bus

Comments

Bar

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Where there is an angel who's perfectly willing to serve drinks to minors (provided the owner's not around to remind him him not to).

Re: Bar

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette stopped by for a quick visit; she was on her way to Caritas since Dick was working tonight.

"Hi, Mr. Phale," she said, sliding her but down on a stool. She did a casual look around for Lucifer. She really just liked that guy. Or devil. Or Prince of Darkness or whatever the heck you called him.

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Lucifer didn't seem to around at the moment. Poor Annette. Or lucky Annette, depending.

"Good evening, Miss Hargrove," Aziraphale said brightly. "Would you like a drink?"

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Dang that Lucifer. She did like to play the staring game with him.

"I sure would, Mr. Phale. Whatever you suggest. How are you doing tonight?"

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Well, if you like coconut, then I'd say the first drink on the list is pretty good. The 'School Bus' is too, if you like very sweet drinks."

He pulled a glass from the shelf and set it on the bar. "I'm doing quite well. I do enjoy having classes begin again."

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"I'll go for Teachers Pet then because I don't like coconut and I'm not fond of the overly sweet."

She smiled at him. "I enjoy classes starting again too. Yours is the first of the week for me. I'm also in Debate and Love Smart."

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Whiskey and bitters it is," Aziraphale chuckled, mixing the drink and putting it down in front of Annette. "Those sound like interesting classes. Will there be a debate club, do you think?"

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[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

The phrase might have been speak of the devil and he shall appear, but here? You need only think of him.

"Miss Hargrove."

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She seriously wanted to call him something other than Lucifer. Dark Angel? Prince Angel of the Dark Underworld? Deal Maker? Evil Seeker? Evil Seeker that Doeth Good? Honestly she could go on and on here.

"Mr. Lucifer," she said finally, smiling slightly, and yes, staring.

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[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Lucifer would do just fine. He did find the old names so very tedious.

He raised an eyebrow at the staring, smirking slightly. "Is there something I can help you with, Miss Hargrove?"

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Of course Annette did not know that. Her thoughts were oddly entertaining.

"No. Not particularly. I just like the way you look." But not in that way way. Well, perhaps if she was single. But, uh. "So I hear you make deals with people?" She really hoped Mr. Phale wasn't listening in.

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[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

One would hope not in that way.

Lucifer's smirk increased, turning almost feral. "I have been known to. On occasion. There's very little one can offer me to encourage me to make a deal."

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[mr-hippie.livejournal.com]

"Hey Man do you name these drinks?"

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Oh goodness, no," Aziraphale replied. "I get them from a book."

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[mr-hippie.livejournal.com]

"They sound really cool Man. How's about a, Too Cool for School?"

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Coming right up," Aziraphale said cheerily. He mixed the requested drink and set the glass in front of Leo. "Here you are, Mr Beach. Let me know what you think of it."

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[mr-hippie.livejournal.com]

"Oh wow Man, that's good. I'll have to add that to my list of beach drinks."

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[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Lucifer took a seat at the bar, politely waiting for the bartender to get to him. "Aziraphale."

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

And there the bartender was, with a bright smile for Lucifer. And maybe a bit of bounciness in his step.

"Good evening, my dear. And what's your pleasure tonight?"

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[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

The bounce earned him an amused smirk. "Surprise me."

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Hmm. Aziraphale knew that Lucifer didn't usually go in for cocktails. But maybe something nice and classic.

A few minutes later, he set a Whiskey Sour Old Fashoined (http://www.drinksmixer.com/drink4996.html) on the bar in front of the other angel and then leaned his arms on the bar. "What do you think?"

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[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Taking a sip, Lucifer paused for a moment before nodding an acceptance. "It will do."

Lounge

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Where there's a pool table, a piano, and shadows for lurking.

Dance Floor

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Where the greatest hits of the 20s and 30s are playing all night long!

OOC

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Where there is a frightening shortage of nekkid icons!