The Devil's Nest, Saturday Evening, 6/25

[nookiepowered]

From the muttering that Bo was hearing from the end of the bar where Tiny leaned and poked at his phone, she gathered that tonight was going to be one of those nights where she'd probably have to keep half an eye on the customers herself. The bouncer was going to be too busy bitching at Tino -- either out loud or via text -- to be the first on the floor if a fight broke out.

Fine with Bo; physically spiffy but mentally twitchy from worrying about the sources of all that spiff, she almost looked forward to some kind of scuffle. Busting some heads would distract her.

Of course, by the third time she heard him yell Sixty points for QAT?? How is that even a WORD? at no one in particular, Bo was wondering if she should start with Tiny's. "Can't you two just shoot birds at pigs like normal people?"

[OOC: Open!]

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The Bar [6/25]

[nookiepowered]

Where your bartender was not at all annoyed that she couldn't get Words With Friends from the Android market.

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

Peter had decided that a less karaoke vibe was more his deal, so he'd changed the venue for the night.

He settled in at the bar and nodded to the bartender. "I'll take a beer, whatever's on tap," he said.

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[nookiepowered]

Not somebody that needed carding, even though Tiny was taking a wee break from hating the alphabet to actually work the door. Bo gave the new guy a smile and turned to pull him a pint.

"Your choice is Sam Adams or Something Minoan The Locals Brought In As A Present This Morning That I Think May Have A Dead Minotaur Floating In It."

Actually it was a tiny greenish statue of a bull at the bottom of the cask, but Bo still wasn't going to drink it.

"I made that choice for you." She put the pint of Sam Adams in front of him.

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"The last thing I want is Minotaur bits in my mouth," Peter said. "So I appreciate your choice."

He took a sip and savored it. "Normally this would be when I reminisce that this place hasn't changed much, but I know that's because it hasn't had time to do so."

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[nookiepowered]

"You just got back from vacation?" Bo guessed, while behind her head, a big red X did not appear on the Family Feud screen while a mocking buzzer went off, but it should have.

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

Scully showed up a bit later, and said, "Okay. Begin at the beginning. And I guess I owe you a drink for no postcards."

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

Peter chuckled. "I'll take that drink," he said. "And I guess the beginning is the background. Apparently my Fandom High diploma never registered back home, so officially I was a high school drop-out. I spent eleven years trying anything and everything. I was even an MIT professor until they discovered my college degrees were fake. Even had some papers published. This lead me to almost getting a job in Iraq to supervise the building of an oil pipeline. But Olivia, excuse me, Agent Dunham came and interrupted my negotiations."

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

"Well, you didn't go to the ceremony--" And he could have gotten a GED easily at any point, but that was never the objective for Peter.

"Okaaay, so, why was Agent Olivia Dunham," probably a friend, given that introduction, "interrupting your work on an oil pipeline?"

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[notmyownage]

There was a double take from Claudia when she spotted Peter at the bar.

"Well holy crap. Tell me you didn't have a run in with Jonathan Hutchinson's stethoscope."

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Sadly the explanation isn't that simple," Peter said, just sort of amazed that Claudia was still... pretty much the same.

Which meant he was now sitting in a bar, talking to a teenage girl (Scully totally didn't count). That made him feel a slight bit self conscious.

"I see the last two months have treated you well," he joked.

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[notmyownage]

Yes. Yes he was.

"Oh, well, you know, there was that period of growth where I really felt I discovered who I was as a person." She shrugged. "Okay, so it was mostly actually dismantling steampunk spiders and getting handwavey advice on siege machinery from Vikings, but that's growth."

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

Scully would've been mystified by the fuss about it, even as her teenage side wanted a version badly.

"Gin and tonic, please." Yes, someone hadn't been in here before to know the different policies.

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[nookiepowered]

Bo gave her a look. "I can give you a tonic and you can come back in two years for the gin..."

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

Scully blinked, nonplussed. "This bar cards? I thought there was no drinking age on the island." And hey! She had an I.D. that said she was 36! "I'm thirty-six. Really." She started scrabbling in her purse for it.

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[nookiepowered]

"And my name is Bonita Marietta Rigoletta the third. Really." Bo... had an I.D. that said it was. Minus the third. Sue her for embellishing.

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[notmyownage]

Claudia had actually never been to Devil's Nest before, and had no idea why Scully had left her a handwavey cryptic message to meet her there. It didn't really seem like Scully's scene, but, hey, wasn't like Claudia was doing much else.

"Could I get a coke?" Yeah, she was sticking to the non-alcohol for now, at least until she found out what was up.

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[nookiepowered]

She was sticking to the non-alcohol until she left this particular bar, in fact. "You may absolutely, positively, get a coke!" Without needing to present a patently fake I.D. even. "With or without lime wedge?"

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[notmyownage]

Claudia had a real ID she could show, but it just said she was allowed into the "IRS facility" in South Dakota, so that wouldn't help much.

"Not a lime and coke girl," she said. "But if you've got any vanilla syrup, that'd be pretty cool."

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[nookiepowered]

"I think we can manage that." Somewhere on the shelf with the mixed-drink supplies.... yep. "Not quite soda-fountain level, sorry," she said as she placed the glass on the counter. "We're out of maraschino cherries."

Someone may or may not have eaten the last one after winning twenty bucks off Tiny by proving that she could so do that stem-knot tongue-thing with it, but that was neither here nor there.

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

Scully toasted Claudia with her drink, looking slightly grumpy, and then smirked as she tilted her head toward Peter. "Glad I called?"

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[notmyownage]

Claudia nodded. "I was starting to think he was dead or something."

Re: The Bar [6/25]

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

"I was wondering if he's been spirited somewhere without mailboxes. Or if he was just being a big jerk. I'm glad it wasn't either."

The Dance Floor [6/25]

[nookiepowered]

Where the music tonight was the DJ's idea of an Atlantean beat, which mostly consisted of pan flutes and ocean sounds sampled into your basic loop of Gaga and K-dollarsign-ha.

The VIP Section [6/25]

[nookiepowered]

Where somebody was probably playing phone-Scrabble with Pam. In Swedish.

OOC [6/25]

[nookiepowered]

Admittedly, I need to download the firmware upgrade, now that Sony finally moved up to Android 2.1.