Caritas, Monday Night

[tinkerbitch.livejournal.com]

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 ...)

Comments

Re: The Bar! With a Bitchy Pixie!

[tinkerbitch.livejournal.com]

Ew.

She was not serving anyone prune juice.

She was not serving anyone, period, but prune juice?

That was disgusting.

Re: The Bar! With a Bitchy Pixie!

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf regarded her for a moment.

Then glared.

"Prune. Juice."

Re: The Bar! With a Bitchy Pixie!

[tinkerbitch.livejournal.com]

Tink returned his glare. Stubbornly.

No.

It was a matter of principle, now.

Re: The Bar! With a Bitchy Pixie!

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf took a deep breath and growled.

"Give me my drink order."

Re: The Bar! With a Bitchy Pixie!

[tinkerbitch.livejournal.com]

Tink considered, then grinned. Evilly.

Dance for her.

Re: The Bar! With a Bitchy Pixie!

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"No. Drink. Now.

Re: The Bar! With a Bitchy Pixie!

[tinkerbitch.livejournal.com]

Dance.

And sing a cheery little song to accompany it.

Re: The Bar! With a Bitchy Pixie!

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf crossed his arms and glared.

"What kind of service is this?"

Re: The Bar! With a Bitchy Pixie!

[tinkerbitch.livejournal.com]

None at all. He wasn't getting service unless he sang a little song about how pretty she was and added in some interpretive dance moves.

Maybe a chorus about how ugly those bumps on his head were. Because they were hideous.