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Caritas - Sunday evening [Open]

Caritas was open and there was still a brightly lit sign indicating that help was wanted. That help was wanted by Jolee Bindo, the owner of the bar, who was sitting there tolerating Tino (a bartender) and listening to music by the Zombie Band (a band of zombies). Hilarity was, as always, ensuing.

[OOC: Yeah, I've got no creativity for writing up a post tonight. I'm off for being social briefly but will be back later. Mod Tino or wait for me!

We are currently looking for a new person to take over Saturday nights. If you're interested, please let me know. Thanks!]

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Singing can be done here.

Drinking can be done here.

Fraser found it odd how one person could want him to be something that most people never wanted any of their loved ones to be.

He figured she deserved it, at least once, and it would make a good late, subtle (or not) anniversary present.

So, with that in mind, Fraser started ordering drinks from Tino. He just hoped he could find his way home after this.

Robin had gotten a voicemail (http://canadianpopstar.livejournal.com/578.html?thread=3523650).

Okay, let's be honest: Robin had gotten drunk-dialed.

Which was why she'd immediately hurried over to the bar as soon as she'd gotten the message (still smelling faintly of cigarette smoke -- what? She had to take advantage of the times he wasn't home!)

"Oh my god, you weren't faking."

"Hi, honey!" Fraser said brightly once he'd focused on her. "Faking what?"

"I can't believe you're getting drunk without me," she tsked, grinning and shaking her head as she walked over. "How much have you had?"

"It was a surprise!" he said, throwing his hands up in the air. "How much have I had Tino, my best friend in the entire Canada?"

Tino glared and held up five fingers.

"Six!" Fraser said triumphantly.

"Five," she corrected gently, sitting next to him and putting a steadying hand on his arm. "Slow down, babe."

It was...probably a mistake.

But it'd be a fun one.

"Tino, Alabama Slammer for me."

"Pfft, I'm fine," he said, watching Tino get her her drink. "Tino's not giving me anymore. I didn't have an Alabamer Slammer. Are those good?"

"What did you have?" she asked, eyeing him dubiously.

When her drink came, she downed it in one fluid motion. "And now an Irish Car Bomb, Tino."

"I can't remember," he said, whispering it to her like it was some big secret. "Some were different colors. Some came in bigger glasses. Some made Tino laugh when he gave them to me."

"You put your alcoholic choices in Tino's hands?" she asked, horrified.

And when her next drink came, she ignored Tino's giggles as she neatly dropped the shot into the glass and chugged.

Robin had been popular in college. It didn't take her long to down the whole Guinness.

"You weren't here," he said like that was obvious. "Can I have one of those?"

"Hell no," Robin drawled, starting to feel kind of warm and nice, now. "You'll hurt yourself. Another one for me, Tino."

"Order me something, then!" Fraser asked. "Pwease? I'll give you snuuuuuuuuuuggles."

"Never say 'pwease' again."

She thought about it, and thanks to how fast she'd been catching up, she said, "Tino! We're doing shots. Two Lemon Drops, too?"

And Tino brought them over, along with Robin's second Irish Car Bomb, which she swiftly drank with the same ease as the first one.

And okay, now she had to hold still for a second.

"Okay, Benton, we're doing shots, okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay?"

"Okay," he said, nodding several times. "Shots, right. Right right right right right right right."

He shook his head.

"I'm from Canananananada."

"Me too!" she told him excitedly. Okay. Okaaaaaaaaay. Okay, we're doing shots. These are called Lemon Drops, and what we do is we lick the sugar off the rim, do the shot, and then suck the lemon. Got it?"

Coordinated shots may not have been Robin's best idea.

"Noooooo." Fraser said. "But I can try. Practice makes perfect? Perfect makes practice?"

"Right!" She thought so, anyway. "Lick the sugar!"

Robin demonstrated by running her tongue around the rim of the glass.

"And then do the shot!"

And she neatly downed hers.

"And then the lemon."

Which was by now in her mouth. She made a little 'ta-da!' motion.

Fraser watched intently and then when it was his turn, he licked the rim, downed the drink, choked slightly and then bit into the lemon, making the 'ew, sour!' face as he did.

"Tino! Tiiiiiino." Robin waved him over. "Three Wise Men Go t'Mexico."

Oh, Robin, no.

"What's thaaaaaat?" Fraser asked in wonder. "Are you going on a trip?"

"Nuh uh!"

Tino was snickering when he brought the little shot over. "It's Johnnie Walker, Jim Beam, Jack Daniel's an' Cuervo."

And Robin just downed it.

"I thiiiiiiiiiiiiink I'm catched up."

"Hurrah!" Fraser didn't know why he was clapping. "What do we do now?"

"Let's go home!" Robin said, her eyes wide with epiphany. "'Less you want mores?"

"S'mores? We have those at home," Fraser said, stumbling off his stool and nearly hitting the ground. "I can make some when we go home! Dinner!"

"Dooooooooooooooon't fall!" she said worriedly, hopping off her own stool.

And then almost falling over herself because wow it all kind of hits at once when you try to stand.

"I'm fine," he said, reaching out to clumsily grasp her hand. "Come on, come on."

"Byeeeeeeee Tino!" Robin called, giggling as she stumbled out with Fraser.

Sitting down at a table can be done here.

Silly icon posting can be done here.

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