The Devil's Nest, Saturday Evening [10/1]

[nookiepowered]

Bo made two concessions to the high number of parents, relatives, and other unsuspecting innocents on the island this weekend:

1. Pants.
2. A sign that read:

Half-price beers before 7 if you just found out your kid is
a. Flunking
b. Gay
c. Rooming with a unicorn

Bo was willing to spring for a free round out of her own pay for anybody who managed to come in and prove all three were true. Mostly because she wanted to meet the unicorn, if so.

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The Bar [10/1]

[nookiepowered]

Where your bartender's pants were present, but leather, because please. Have you seen some of those relatives?

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[youreinmyvault.livejournal.com]

Like Pam wasn't going to check out the hot leather-wearing bartender. "So you're one of the ones Eric's got working in this place."

And for that, she sort of wanted to thank Eric.

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[nookiepowered]

Bo, for instance had seen some of those relatives. And wasn't blind, kthx.

"I'm Bo. The one who isn't a vampire or a pirate." That about covered the bartending staff, and who the hell knew what Tiny was.

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[youreinmyvault.livejournal.com]

"Pam. The one who's... not a pirate, anyway." Though if she was, she'd be the most fabulous pirate ever.

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[warandfury.livejournal.com]

"Beer," Ares...well. Demanded. "And none of this watered-down piss some people think counts as beer." Modern humans were such wimps.

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[nookiepowered]

"So not the American stuff, then." Bo only mocked European beer to give Mitchell a hard time; when you've tended bar in Canada, you know damn why American beer is like making love in a canoe.

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[warandfury.livejournal.com]

"American beer is the worst thing about this country," Ares informed her. "In my day they knew how to make proper beer." And then sacrifice it to him!

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[succierthanthou.livejournal.com]

Hellooooooo, hotness. "Helloooooooo, hotness."

Yes, a lot of the time, Saskia's inner narrative matched the outer.

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[warandfury.livejournal.com]

"Hello, woman," Ares said. Manners: he can not has.

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[kickasspartner.livejournal.com]

"Hi Mrs. Howe!" Tallahassee Woody said as he tried to get behind the bar. "Sorry, I'm late. Mr. Claven just kept talking my ear off about his bunions.

Yes. Tallahassee has been bitten by a gremlin and thinks the Devil's nest is cheers. Let's see what happens shall we?

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[nookiepowered]

"You... what... buh?" First, to the greeting, and second, after a delay of wheredoIknowthatguyfrom to the face. And voice. "YOU!"

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[kickasspartner.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, it's me," Woody said not realizing what Bo was inferring. "You're not going to dock my pay are you? I already lost a bet with Mr. Peterson an owe him a week's worth of drinks."

If this was Cheers and Norm was in Fandom, the bar would go under in three days.

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[succierthanthou.livejournal.com]

Saskia was hungry enough to be looking for a snack. And some judicious flirting with Tiny had him drifting closer, and closer to orbit, and...

"Mmmmmmmmm." Fooood.

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[nookiepowered]

Bo: so not good at fae-dar that she'd never heard of it. Still, it wasn't like she could have missed this woman; the eye she hadn't had on Pam all night had made frequent road-trips to the dance floor.

When the dance floor turned into the bar and chatting up the American-beer-hater, Bo had minded her own business, but Tiny? "Huh. Well, good for hi--"

Waaaaaaaaaait. Something wasn't right, there. Something... familiar.

"Hey!" Maybe she was wrong, and if so, there'd be an embarrassing apology in the works, but it didn't stop Bo from striding over there.

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[knight-lion.livejournal.com]

Jaime was grateful to escape the recital and what better way than to check in with the wench he'd met the evening before?

He made a face as some more music was drifting their way, but the bar seemed quieter and that was where the lovely view was. He really shouldn't be checking that out. "So, how often do you come here?" he asked Tyrion as he found a place for them to sit.

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[halfman-lion.livejournal.com]

"Often enough," Tyrion admitted. "A student served me last time I went to the other one."

He glanced toward the ... box the music was coming from. "You might want to put your handkerchief in your ears here, too, I'm afraid."

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[nookiepowered]

"Nice to see you again," said Bo, which served pretty well for both of them, actually. "What can I get you?"

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[halfman-lion.livejournal.com]

"I have never been so happy to have to pay full price for a drink," Tyrion said, glancing over the sign. "And pray tell me there aren't unicorns here."

That would just be silly.

Re: The Bar [10/1]

[nookiepowered]

"There's a pink pony," Bo pointed out, just in case he hadn't met her. "...Actually, I turned into a unicorn once, which is about the most hilariously wrong thing since... anything else I've ever experienced on this island."

The Dance Floor [10/1]

[nookiepowered]

Where the DJ's idea of family music involved the Family Stone. Huh, he might not actually die tonight!

Re: The Dance Floor [10/1]

[succierthanthou.livejournal.com]

Saskia was back and flirting with everything that moved. And keeping an eye on the bartender, although not obviously.

The VIP Area [10/1]

[nookiepowered]

Where Eric was probably not texting Pam! Unless he was. From across the table, or something.

Re: The VIP Area [10/1]

[youreinmyvault.livejournal.com]

Pam was not doing any texting. If she was trying to beat Eric at any games because he was a sore loser about the last one, that was a different story.

Re: The VIP Area [10/1]

[texted3times]

Eric was cursing under his breath in Swedish: he'd turned in all of his tiles and gotten another group of nothing but consonants.

And the Q. Fuck everything.

OOC [10/1]

[nookiepowered]

Moar coffee nao, plz.