The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Evening

[not_mandonna]

Today Max and Tiny were collaborating on a project.

Max was searching online for the exact recipe for the Thanksgiving stuffing his friend Jane usually made, and Tiny was begrudgingly offering feedback on what did and did not look tasty. Of course, little did Max know that Jane had invented her own stuffing recipe, so all of his and Tiny's stomach-rumbling and wistful looks at the images of food on the screen were for naught.

And okay, so maybe it wasn't really collaborating. Tiny didn't seem happy about helping, and Max was only getting him to do it by means of whining quite a bit. All the same, it was important work. Kind of. If you squinted.

The Devil's Nest was open!

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The Bar

[not_mandonna]

Yum, drinks and pictures of Thanksgiving food!

Re: The Bar

[vanillajello]

After a long day off spent watching Thanksgiving cooking on the TV, Kate needed a breath of fresh air.

In her logic, that somehow meant a portal trip to Fandom. But to each their own, right? "Hellooo, something sweet and non-alcoholic, please," she said as she came over to the bar. "I don't feel like hassling Eric for special privileges, tonight."

Re: The Bar

[not_mandonna]

"Do you think this looks good?" Max wondered, turning his iPad around to show the latest in a long line of mostly-identical stuffing recipes. "I don't know about all the onions. It looks like a lot of onions."

At the same time, he turned around towards the bar and got to work on a drink that contained copious amounts of grenadine. Hey, she said 'sweet.'

Re: The Bar

[vanillajello]

Kate was not afraid of a little sweetness. Or, indeed, a lot of it. It was like her superpower!

She leaned over the iPad like this was a perfectly normal thing to do right after ordering a drink from a stranger. "I don't know, dude, I think that is a lot of onions," was her verdict. "It might kinda overpower the rest."

Re: The Bar

[not_mandonna]

"Just what I was thinking. So that's a no to recipe number twelve, then," Max decided with certainty. He passed Kate her drink across the bar, then scrawled his conclusion down on an already heavily-annotated napkin. "Cooking is hard."

Looking up recipes was one hundred percent the same thing as cooking. Obviously.

Re: The Bar

[vanillajello]

Kate snorted, picking up her drink. "Yeah, just wait until you actually get to that part," she said because no, it wasn't. "It's where the fun begins."

Re: The Bar

[not_mandonna]

Don't make Max sad by reminding him of that, Kate. It wasn't nice.

"You think it'd be weird to put up a please-cook-for-me ad on Craigslist?" he wondered idly. "I mean, my stove is literally a trash can."

He was not exaggerating at all.

Re: The Bar

[vanillajello]

"It'd be weird," she nodded. Taking that trashcan thing as mostly metaphorical because seriously. "And likely to end up with someone trying to feed you bodyparts. You'd be better off mooching off someone nice here."

Re: The Bar

[ohjellybean.livejournal.com]

"Wiiiiiiiiiiine," Laurie called, wandering in and taking a seat at the bar. "Pleeeeeeeeeeeease."

Re: The Bar

[not_mandonna]

"Coming right up," Max said, abandoning his iPad on the bar to get to work on the drink. "And how would you rank your knowledge of how to cook stuffing?"

Just asking for a friend.

Re: The Bar

[ohjellybean.livejournal.com]

"...I can drink while Jules makes it," Laurie replied, eyeing him.

Re: The Bar

[not_mandonna]

Max sighed heavily. "The world is a cruel place, Laurie," he lamented. "Thanksgiving is on the horizon and I have the cooking skills of Hannah Hart sober."

Re: The Bar

[ohjellybean.livejournal.com]

"I don't know what that means," Laurie admitted slowly, "but Maxie, the best part of Thanksgiving isn't even the food. I mean, yes, it's awesome, whatever, but the sales."

Re: The Bar

[not_mandonna]

"Girl, you're crazy," Max informed her. "I mean, yes, I love a two-cranberry-sauces-for-the-price-of-one special as much as the next-- oh, you meant like non-food sales."

People usually did, Max.

"Yeah, those are good too, I've been meaning to get me some hoodies."

Re: The Bar

[ohjellybean.livejournal.com]

"I am amazing at Black Friday sales," Laurie informed him. "I will cut a bitch to get you those hoodies. Just say the word."

The Dance Floor and Lounge

[not_mandonna]

The VIP Section

[not_mandonna]

Where there may be a vampire!

Re: The VIP Section

[texted3times]

There was a vampire! He had no opinions on stuffing, though.

Well, not the kind you eat, anyway. Taxidermy was an entirely other matter.

Re: The VIP Section

[vanillajello]

Kate had a bunch of opinions on stuffing, actually. Especially now that she'd been watching stuff on that all day. But she wouldn't share unless someone asked.

She couldn't not make her way over, since she'd come all this way and all. "And how is my favorite currently-living-on-Fandom vampire doing this evening?"

Re: The VIP Section

[texted3times]

"Well, I'm not fucking sparkling, so that's an improvement over a few weekends ago," Eric said dryly.

Re: The VIP Section

[vanillajello]

"Wait, I missed sparkling?" Kate asked, like someone who thought this was a damn travesty. "Why the fuck was there sparkling, and why was I not informed?"

Re: The VIP Section

[texted3times]

"One of those weekends," Eric replied, sounding long-suffering. "I didn't wear a shirt the entire time, could go out in daylight, and got Jaina a gift card as a wedding present."

It was hard to tell which part offended him most.

Re: The VIP Section

[vanillajello]

"Too bad I missed that." She was so compassionate. "Although, with my track record, if I'd have been around I would've been crazy too. So, there's that."

Re: The VIP Section

[texted3times]

"I hit on Derek's little high school friend," Eric said, pulling a face. "But at least I didn't make out with him."

OOC

[not_mandonna]