Caritas, Saturday

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It was disgustingly hot outside, so, naturally, April was occupying herself by sending Tino on regular errands to pick up things the bar was missing. Every time he came back, she "noticed" something else they were out of -- ideally, things that could only be purchased on the mainland.

April was very mean.

Unfortunately, it was while Tino was already out on a particularly long run to pick up sour mix that April noticed something they were actually missing.

ORDER SOMETHING WITHOUT ICE AND YOUR DRINK IS HALF-OFF

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The Stage

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With hot zombies.

The Bar

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With warm beer. And other drinks.

Re: The Bar

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"Just get me ice," Atton said, sinking into a seat. "Oh, and something that'll knock me on my ass to go with it."

Re: The Bar

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Well, there wasn't a whole lot of ice left, but Atton had the rare distinction of being someone who April could tolerate. So, if anyone was going to get the last few ice cubes they had, it was pretty much him.

And lo, a cold drink was slid across the bar in his general direction.

"Congratulations," April said dryly.

Re: The Bar

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"I'm honored by the sight of you doing your job," Atton said, "Really." He took a sip of his drink.

Re: The Bar

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"Most nights I'm here, the place is empty," she pointed out. "You're one of a lucky few."

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"Getting lonely, are we?"

Oh, Atton, no.

Re: The Bar

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"Oh yeah," April said, with heavy sarcasm. "Sixteen-year-old guys who finish off our ice supply for the night are my favorite."

Hey now, April. He was fake-seventeen.

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"You've... run out of ice?"

Jonothon was making sad faces at you, April. Sad, sad faces, made all the more pouty by virtue of it being Jono's face in the first place. He'd come all this way for cold drinks, in that heat...

"Good lord, is that even legal?" In this heat? No! It couldn't be! "You don't have an ice machine back there? Or can it not keep up?"

Re: The Bar

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April shrugged. "The spot where there's usually ice doesn't have any."

And that was good enough for her, as far as investigation was concerned.

Re: The Bar

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And Jono would have to settle for it, even if he was going to do it while sulking. A little. Of course.

"Well, is there anything chilled? Bottled beer?"

Because only heathens put ice in beer in the first place.

Re: The Bar

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And that was received with a triumphant finger-snap. Or... as triumphant as April really got.

"Yes," she declared. "We have that."

So... want some, Jono?

Re: The Bar

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"Oh, thank God," Jono murmured, slouching forward a little. "I'll take a Carling Black Label, in the bottle. No need to dirty a glass."

Or to risk it warming up from that brief contact with the insufferable summer air while pouring.

Re: The Bar

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April took a few seconds to rummage around in search of the suggested bottle, and -- ta-da!

"All yours," she said, setting the bottle on the bar in front of him.

...Unopened. Because April lived to make things difficult.

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"Easy," April declared. "We can do that in, what, like a week?"

Uh, probably not.

Re: The Bar

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Jonothon's eyebrow raised a little, yes.

"I suppose that depends mostly on," how coherent they wanted this thing to be, "whether or not we're at all free at about the same time. But remember, we'd have to write something long enough to actually fill an entire hour and some, unless we were looking for something more... concise."

There was something to be said for short film? Maybe?

Jono still looked dubious.

Re: The Bar

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"So two or three weeks," April decided. "Considering I'm free, like, all the time, since there's basically nothing to do in this town."

Except when there was, but anyway.

"End of July, we start putting up flyers?"

Re: The Bar

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"Look, can you please not waft desperation all over the bar?" Atton asked - iced drink in hand. "It's putting me off my drink."

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"I will waft whatever I bloody well please," Jonothon countered, raising an eyebrow at the boy. "And if it puts you off that much, I imagine there'll be no shortage of people stepping in line to scrounge your ice cubes."

It was too hot for life, kid. Jonothon did not have any obligation to be polite in heat like this.

Re: The Bar

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Fair enough, considering Atton never felt any obligation to be polite, any time, any place.

"If they want my ice cubes, they can take the glass with them," he said. "To the face maybe."

Re: The Bar

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"Charming," Jonothon replied, eyebrow raised. "If you've got a mind to smash my teeth in, mate, you're more than welcome to make the attempt."

Jono just wanted to see you dumped into the duck pond unawares, Atton.

Re: The Bar

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But that would involve more actual caring! And Jono wasn't going near his hard-won ice yet!

So being a prick it was.

"Nah," Atton drawled. "Too much effort. Got heatstroke?"

The Lounge

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With hot... couches?

The Back Room

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With hot sex?

OOC

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Mmm, A/C.

...I haven't left the house for more than 15 minutes in three days. :D :D :D