Caritas, Wednesday, 10/15

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Penelope was hardly the epitome of dashing bravery, but she did decide to leave her scarf in her room in favor of daring the adventure of going without. After all, so far only one person said anything to her about her nose in a somewhat unkind manner. And that was said this last weekend when apparently people were just not themselves, including her.

There was a certain calmness about her this evening and while the band played something or other about the Discovery Channel (in which Penelope ignored their rather seemingly rude body gestures, ew), she was creating a lovely little origami flower with a bar napkin, occassionaly sipping her beer that Tino had poured her.

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The Stage

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Watching the band rock their bods is kind of creepy. Penelope wasn't one to complain.

The Bar

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Penelope wasn't really very busy.

Re: The Bar

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack was trying to be alone. So? He was at the bar, looking for beer in all the right places.

Re: The Bar

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Jack," Penelope said, greeting him with a smile. "The usual?"

Re: The Bar

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"The usual," he said, looking at the zombie band. Maybe...if he got drunk enough.... he could sing.

Re: The Bar

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Penelope set his beer on a napkin in front of him, giving him a curious look. "Are you alright, Jack? Being a bartender, it's my job to listen if you would like to talk."

Re: The Bar

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"what do you say to the girl you knocked up?"

Re: The Bar

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Blink.

"I... Well... I guess you might ask her to marry you?"

Re: The Bar

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

He blinked. "Oh. Right. That's the usual thing to do, right?"

Re: The Bar

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley wandered up to the bar, knowing it was Penelope's work night.

Re: The Bar

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Penelope instantly ducked her head when Hurley walked in, terribly embarrassed to see him after the way she acted this past weekend.

Re: The Bar

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley hummed a bit to himself, waiting. He was a patient boy.

Re: The Bar

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Hurley," she managed in a very soft voice.

Re: The Bar

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Oh, hey Penelope," he said with a smile. "You... okay?"

Re: The Bar

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"I'm a little embarrassed, Hurely. You must accept my apology for my behavior this last weekend, please? I was just not me."

Re: The Bar

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"You mean you really don't want to insist I love you?" Hurley said with a little laugh. "It's totally okay, dude. I promise."

Re: The Bar

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin needed chocolate. Preferably in milk form. Hopefully a lot of it. He only glanced once at Penelope's nose, but had no particular reaction, save for a slight, 'didn't know about that' posture.

As long as they weren't prone to violence, he had no problem with pigs.

Re: The Bar

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"Hello, Robin. What can I get you?"

Re: The Bar

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

"I would like some chocolate milk please." he said. "In a tall glass."

Re: The Bar

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Chocolate milk. Did they have chocolate milk? Penelope glanced over at Tino who oddly produced a glass. She set it in front of Robin. "Are you alright this evening?" she asked softly.

Re: The Bar

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

"I'm," He swallowed. He had yet to actually say it out loud. "I had a rough week."

Re: The Bar

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"Oh," she said softly. "I'm very sorry. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Re: The Bar

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin doubted it, but he didn't say so. "Well, the chocolate milk will hopefully help."

The Lounge

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

It's kind of dark over here.

OOC

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

I'm tired of being tired.