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Caritas, Monday Night
Tink had had to pretend to teach today, and those days were always tiring. Molding young minds was exhausting, especially when one discovered one was completely out of absinthe.
So she zipped merrily along to her favorite place in the world, Caritas, because that was where absinthe lived when it wasn't staying at her place. And --
There was no bartender! Just that Tino guy! Excuse her?! How was she supposed to get drunk at this rate?! What a shoddy excuse for management this was! Why, why, she ought to ... ought to ...
... take the job herself, for the night, and use it to humiliate and mock anyone who came in attempting to get drinks! Refuse to serve anyone she didn't like! Guzzle everything in sight!
Caritas was open. Be afraid. Be very afraid.
(OOC: Faith's on vacay with Ghani and Renee. So ... Tink's running the bar. If you actually want liquor tonight, then either ( a ) prepare for some serious humiliation or ( b ) mod Tino ...)
So she zipped merrily along to her favorite place in the world, Caritas, because that was where absinthe lived when it wasn't staying at her place. And --
There was no bartender! Just that Tino guy! Excuse her?! How was she supposed to get drunk at this rate?! What a shoddy excuse for management this was! Why, why, she ought to ... ought to ...
... take the job herself, for the night, and use it to humiliate and mock anyone who came in attempting to get drinks! Refuse to serve anyone she didn't like! Guzzle everything in sight!
Caritas was open. Be afraid. Be very afraid.
(OOC: Faith's on vacay with Ghani and Renee. So ... Tink's running the bar. If you actually want liquor tonight, then either ( a ) prepare for some serious humiliation or ( b ) mod Tino ...)
The Stage! With Icky Zombies!
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"Momoko-chan? Ne, Momoko-chan?" Miyako's voice drifted to her just under the noise coming from beside her on the stage. "Uhm. What's that noise?"
"Sorry, Miyako. I'm gonna have to call you back. I appear to suddenly be in a bar on a stage with zombies."
"Zombies? Bar?"
"Yeah..." She shook her head and sighed. "Yeah It's definitely not the Koala's campfire." She saw her friend's confusion on the video screen portion of the compact and gave her a reassuring victory sign. "It's okay. Just Fandom stuff. Later!"
Momoko snapped the compact shut and replaced it on her belt before jumping down from the stage.
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Really, performance art was so passe.
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She used her left hand to single Tino for a drink, making sure to wave her fingers so her ring caught the light for maximum effect.
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Murdock? So not amused. All he had wanted to do was take his dog for a walk. But nooooo.
Instead he wound up at the construction site first thing in the morning, and then... well, he couldn't halfway remember all the places he'd
handwavilygone through.And now...
He glanced around the bar. "Hell with it." Taking a stool at the bar he nodded to the ... fairy. "Hey," a nod. "Beer please?" Houston went with lying down at his feet. It'd been a long walk, you know.
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No, no he could not bring that dog in here.
No, no he was not getting a beer from her.
No, she did not answer to hey.
Did she look like the hired help? No! No, she did not! So he could watch where he was sticking those presumptions, buddy!
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That, and his mun finally renewed the paid account and got the beer icon back."I'll take a beer, please," he said to the... diminutive bartender he hadn't seen around before.
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"Scotch on the rocks."
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Why, exactly, should she give him a Scotch on the rocks?
He should make it convincing.
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He looked at the small pixie for a moment before shrugging and placing his order.
"Prune juice."
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She was not serving anyone prune juice.
She was not serving anyone, period, but prune juice?
That was disgusting.
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Sit down! Sit down! Don't be ridiculous, underage. The very perceptive girl was clearly eighteen. Was it eighteen or twenty-one here? Either! She was clearly of age and could have a drink if she liked. Tink didn't judge. Not about that.
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The Lounge! Away From Both Zombies And Pixie!
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This amuses me to no end, I swear.
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She might possibly keep everyone else from drinking, which seems like it's in keeping with the Disney thing until you remember that she's gonna be hammered out of her tiny little skull on absinthe. Then, not so much.