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The Streets Vaguely Near Town Hall, After the Emergency Meeting

There were bad things, non-human bad things, at work on the island. Dire straits and danger and all of that. These were the sort of circumstances that might concern people like Samuel Anders and Jaina Solo, but then that gremlin had intervened. Or bitten, as the case may be.

With Tino gone, there was no one to stop them from raiding Caritas for all the booze they could carry. And pint glasses. And mixers.

Because yes, there were bad things at work on the island, but that was just a day in the life for Frank and Sadie Doyle: high-society headliners, alcohol aficionados and, oh yes, psychic detectives.

Provided they had enough booze.

Which they did.

Frank raised his martini (yes, it was in a pint glass) in the air and boisterously demanded, "Who cares what evil lurks in the hearts of men?"

[OOC: Yeah, Anders and Jaina think they're Frank and Sadie Doyle from the Thrilling Adventure Hour's "Beyond Belief" segment. Don't think we haven't been wanting to do something like this forever now.]

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"Unless evil is carrying the martini tray, darling," Sadie said with a smile, also raising her martini pint glass and toasting his with a ting!

The ting! was amazing, really. And perfectly on cue. (This time.)

"Sadie, love, I have a horrible, horrible sense of foreboding about this evening," Frank said, post glass-clink. "Which is to say that I fear these bottles we are carrying will not last us more than an hour or two."

That, sadly, was not exaggeration.

"I think it'll last us much shorter than that if we're lucky," Sadie said, a little gleefully. The alcohol helped. But there's that bar right over there. Imagine someone leaving all of that just for us!"

Because of course it was all for them. And there was going to be a seriously pissed off Kitty in a few days having to restock it all.

"Who else would it be for?" Frank asked -- perfectly reasonably, thank you. "All those tiny little glasses at the bar, though. Pah! We won't be needing any of those, thank you."

Sorry, Kitty. So sorry.

"Maybe whoever owns the bar is very very small." It was really the only thing Sadie could think of.

"Some sort of pixie, do you think?" It was a very loud question. Frank yelled a lot. "Or perhaps some purportedly mystical tiny thumb-sized person? No matter, as long as they are so generous as to share their spirits with us."

Yes, sharing. That's exactly what it was.

Speaking of spirits, someone (http://fandomtownies.livejournal.com/6188471.html?thread=237841335#t237841335) was asking.

"Fermented and distilled grain products," on of the people remarked, looking more at the bottles in their hands than the oddity of the behavior.

Humans were, after all, fairly nonsensical to begin with.

"Explain the abundance of this."

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"It's wonderful!" Sadie said happily. "Also, extremely temporary!"

Drink!

"Abundant! Ha!" Frank tossed back half the glass with an ease that really should be disturbing to anyone. "Not if we can help it, my good sir."

He stage-whispered to Sadie, "Is it just me, Sadie, or do these extremely dour-looking people look as if they have never experienced the joy that is liquor?"

"They smell," one of the female shaped people remarked. "It is unpleasant."

The other women took that as a chance to lean forward to investigate this description.

"Fermented and distilled grains," the other woman confirmed thoughtfully. "This body does not find it unpleasant."

A conundrum. And a lack of consensus.

"Frank!" Sadie said worriedly, patting Frank's shoulder in case she didn't yet have his attention. "That one called it unpleasant. What should we do?"

Sadie always had his attention! When he wasn't paying attention to his glass, anyway.

"I'm not sure, schnookums, but I don't think that's natural," declared a very scandalized Frank. "Ah! Why not give this bottle of peach schnapps a whiff, disapproving madam?"

They looked at each other, trying to come to a conclusion without using their mouths. When that failed, the male shaped one ventured, "This is acceptable."

Then frowned when the women with him frowned at him. It was a terribly large amount of frowning happening.

"It is for study," he added to make his case.

Sadie was maybe watching with barely-concealed glee as she watched. It was all so interesting seeing someone discover liquor for the first time! And then they would just have to get their own.

"Don't mind us," she said. "We'll just be studying your study."

Also mixing another round of drinks, because --

"I'll drink to that!" Yes, complete with glass raised in a toast and everything.

"Just a hint, new friends: it helps if you drink it."

The trio looked at the liquor being offered, possibly expecting it to do the work necessary for them to imbibe in it.

They managed to take nutrients necessary for the body in such a manner after all.

"It is messy," one of the females said, turning her nose up at it. Then down. Then back up as if to test why the body wanted to do that.

The male leaned closer, investigating the one called Frank's glass. "Mouths."

It was truly a thought for the ages.

"Yes, mouths," said Sadie encouragingly. "Here, I'll demonstrate."

And with that, she drank the rest of her glass- but classily- and immediately held it out for a refill. Always with the refills. Tomorrow Jaina was going to be so mad about her hangover.

"Oh, I just love demonstrating. I feel happiness all over. Or maybe that's just the warm glow of alcohol."

Frank was happy to supply a refill! The alcohol was so attractive when it poured out of the bottle.

"Why not a little bit of both? After all, one does lead to the other, does it not?"

He tipped his glass to the Auditors and added helpfully, "Allow me to demonstrate as well."

And he tossed back the entire thing, thereby guaranteeing Anders's hangover would be no less epic.

"Fun for everyone! Go on, try it!"

"You are not glowing," one of the female shaped Auditors observed.

The other added, "She is slightly more red."

"Red is not glowing."

The male shaped one found it's body exhaling air in a much larger amount than normal in response to them before taking a glass to test this theory.

"I'm not red, I'm fabulous," Sadie insisted. She took another drink. "And see, with that, the fabulosity only increases."

Which may have been the booze talking, but in Sadie's case, it was totally true.

...Was fabulosity a word? It was now. That was what mattered.

"You are indeed, my darling! I'll drink to that too!" Frank, surprise, took another drink. Yes, there was a pattern here.

"This," he added helpfully to the Auditors, "is what we call a toast. It's usually a good invitation to drink."

Not that they usually needed one.

"To your unquestionable fabulosity, Sadie!"

"I do not understand," the male shaped auditor said, examining the glass for a moment before mimicking their drinking.

The alcohol splashed almost everywhere but his mouth, but it was just enough for him to respond with an, "Oh."

Before he dissolved into the atoms he'd been created from.

The remaining two watched in alarm.

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Sadie watched curiously, pausing a moment.

"If that's his version of a party trick, I do believe he did it wrong."

"Well, that's disappointing," Frank declared. "Boo! Boo, I say!"

They did this at the theater, too.

At least it was good theater here. With plenty of action. Action on the atomic level, that is.

"We must consult with the others," one of the remaining pair said, staring at where their compatriot had been.

"Yes."

"Oh, good, it'll be like a party!" said Sadie. "I'll drink to that!"

And she did.

"Though I must say that if your friends have party tricks, too, maybe practice them first. Just a tip."

"Yes, please see that you do. There really are few things we hate as much as amateur party tricks," Frank added, also drinking to that.

How they talked like this while drinking like this was anyone's guess. Too bad Anders and Jaina were going to have to deal with the hangovers.

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