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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 ...)
Re: The Bar! With a Bitchy Pixie!
She was not serving anyone prune juice.
She was not serving anyone, period, but prune juice?
That was disgusting.
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Then glared.
"Prune. Juice."
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No.
It was a matter of principle, now.
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"Give me my drink order."
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Dance for her.
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And sing a cheery little song to accompany it.
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"What kind of service is this?"
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Maybe a chorus about how ugly those bumps on his head were. Because they were hideous.