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Caritas, Monday

Jake had spent most of the day entertaining fantasies of calling Leslie up, grovelling, and then having some fantastic make-up sex. However even he knew better than to think said fantasies would ever actually be reality- at least, in the near future.

So he was self-medicating with shots of vodka instead. Cause that was healthy.

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Where the zombies are making googly eyes at each other. Gross.

For the booze.

After a good portion of her day being spent around high schoolers, Jaye so needed adult interaction. ...Not dirty...?

Whatever. To the bar it was.

"You look familiar," she greeted him, taking her seat. Which was not what used to be her usual seat and that might bug her after a while.

"Heeeeey there ducky," Jake greeted, a wide grin forming as he spotted Jaye. "So do you, as it happens."

Jaye had to pause for a moment, just to see if there were any actual (talking) ducks to worry about. That was another reason she'd gone out tonight; she felt like they might be judging her.

"Talking to me?" she checked.

"'Course!" Jake nodded. "D'you see anyone else here?" He glanced at Tino and the zombies. "...Anyone else who actually counts?" he amended.

She looked at Tino, and nodded. "Good point," she said. "What are we drinking?"

"I've got vodka," because sometimes he felt a need to change it up from rum. "And maple vodka. Other drinks too, of course, but that's what's on special tonight." Yes, he'd just decided that. Deal with it.

"Maple vodka. That's new. Let's go for it," she said, because it was on special and if there was a week to need alcohol, this was it.

"It's Canadian," Jake added, probably unnecessarily (because who else would make maple vodka?), pouring her a shot. And then one for himself. Because he could.

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"I figured, with the maple and all," she said. "It's just a sliiight giveaway."

"Coulda been from... Vermont or whatever that state is that does the syrup thing," Jake pointed out and why was he even having a discussion about maple syrup anyway?"

Probably because of the alcohol already consumed?

Jaye downed the shot, considering it before putting the glass back down for a refill. "Not bad. Tastes Canadian."

She had no idea.

"You've tasted Canadians to compare it to?" Jake couldn't help but ask.

The horrible thing was that Jaye paused to go through her mental list of guys to figure out if she had. Blame the week.

"Not knowingly," she replied.

[And that would be my worst ping ever, yes.]

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"...Want to?"

"Maybe. Know any?"

Yes she could figure that out, but she was gonna ask it anyway.

"Several, as it happens. Including myself, whom I happen to know quite well, which is why I can say with certainty that he- I- would also like to get to know you better."

Oh thank god, she was going insane over here.

"When you put it that way, it'd be mean of me to not let you," she said, pretending she was totally cool.

"I'd hoped that's what you'd say," Jake said, leaning over the counter.

"It would really suck if you didn't hope that," she teased, leaning over the bar herself.

And that would be Jake taking that as his cue to show Jaye what a Canadian, well. Tasted like.

And Jaye probably couldn't be blamed if once there was... Canadian tasting happening, she wasn't really in a big rush to stop. For some reason. Hopefully Jake didn't mind.

Mind? Mind?

No, Jaye, Jake didn't mind. Well, except the fact that eventually he might have to come up for air, but he was ignoring that part right now.

[ooc: DAMNIT ICONS Y U GOTTA RUN OUT ON ME *TODAY*?]

When it finally was necessary to come up for air, Jaye still didn't pull back much. "So that wasn't bad," she said thoughtfully. And she was not talking about the whole tasting thing. Well, not specifically.

"Wasn't b- wasn't bad? That's all ye've got to say?" Jake sputtered.

It was fun to get those reactions, it really was. "Hey, if you want the chance to show me what you can really do, it can be arranged..."

Chloe had told Jake that she'd come to Caritas one night when he was working, and hey, it was Monday already. She slipped onto a stool and watched him with his shots. "Having fun?" she asked.

"So much like you wouldn't believe," Jake told her. "But not so much that it couldn't be improved by your presence. Yet again."

"Awwww, you are too nice," she said. "I don't suppose I could get some of whatever you're having?"

"Comin' right up, luh," Jake grinned, pouring her a shot of the maple vodka. "Maple vodka. Special tonight."

"Maple vodka? Like, vodka and maple syrup?" Chloe asked, eying the shot. "Is this one of those things that's going to taste better than it sounds?"

"The very same," Jake confirmed. "And it tastes magical, Chloe. Magical. Go on now," he nodded expectantly at the shot glass.

With such a ringing endorsement, Chloe didn't see any other option but to take the shot, making a surprised face as she set the shot glass back down. "Ooh, that was sweet!" she said. "I might be willing to go with magical as well."

"Only might?" Jake waggled his eyebrows at her. "What would it take to convince you fully?"

"Maybe another one might convince me," Chloe said with a smirk. This was probably a bad idea, and yet, she couldn't resist the flirting. Surely a sheriff wouldn't let her get into too much trouble.

Sorry to say, Jake and trouble were essentially synonyms. "Another shot for the lady," Jake announced, pouring himself one to match after handing over Chloe's. "Bottoms up, then."

Chloe took the second shot, and laughed. "All right, that is definitely magical. I have clearly not been experimenting enough lately." With her booze, of course.

"A girl needs to experiment now and then," Jake admonished. "Test those boundaries."

"Oh yeah? What about guys? Do you think they need to experiment too?" Chloe asked, ever so innocently.

"I can only speak for myself in this regard, but I am quite happy to," Jake shared.

"With booze? Or in other ways?" Oh, that was a terrible kind of line, but Chloe didn't have a lot of practice at coming on to guys.

For the lounging.

Where the Habs game is on.

Why do I feel like I'm gonna get a lot of mileage out of the innuendoing icon this week?

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