Caritas [Saturday evening]

[canadianpopstar.livejournal.com]

Robin was not wearing her Robin Sparkles regalia longer than she needed to. Which was for the obligatory performance.

So, for right now, the wig and graffiti denim jacket were tucked away, and Robin herself, brunette and irritable-looking as ever, was behind the bar and eyeing a bottle of Johnnie Walker.

[hooooly crap, wait for this OCD. it's intense. OKAY IT'S ALL UP. For the sake of not collapsing the post from sheer OCD, there's no audience reactions threads -- just react right off the performances, please! Have fun! \m/]

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Re: The Bar [06/20]

[harderbetter.livejournal.com]

Well, of course she could help him. He was sitting at the bar in hopes of being helped, after all. That was what these places were for!

He drummed his fingers thoughtfully on the countertop for a moment, mulling over his options, and then he just shrugged and glanced at whoever was nearby. Yes, that would do fine. He'd point his thumb toward whoever, and nod.

Whatever they were having, please? He hadn't bothered to learn the names of all the local drinks anyhow.

Re: The Bar [06/20]

[canadianpopstar.livejournal.com]

Robin continued to stare at him, and got him the drink. "Can you talk? Or are you just being difficult?" It seemed weird, either way.

Re: The Bar [06/20]

[harderbetter.livejournal.com]

Well, that question earned something of an enigmatic smirk and a shrug. If she had to ask, perhaps she'd never find out.

It was because he was blue, wasn't it? Don't be hatin'.

He'd tip nicely to make up for it anyhow. Even if she was staring. That was rude, didn't she know?