The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[justlurkinghere]

The DJ had built a pillow fort around his mixing board. And was playing Kidz Bop versions of songs that had no business being turned into Kidz Bop songs.

Let's just say there was an unhealthy amount of Lana Del Rey in there.

Derek was just going to pretend he didn't know all the lyrics that were changed in there. Because apparently someone's pet cat was named Pepsi Cola. Yeah.

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The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

Just don't order a Pepsi.

Re: The Bar

[amthenight.livejournal.com]

"Coca Cola," Batman ordered. Why yes, he was suddenly at the bar. No, he did not use the door. How did he do it? Batman.

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

"Don't you have something better to do in your cape." DEREK WAS HAVING NONE OF THIS, BATMAN.

Re: The Bar

[amthenight.livejournal.com]

"Not at the moment. Fandom is crime-free right now," Batman said.

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

"How about Baltimore." GO FIGHT CRIME THERE. GOD.

Re: The Bar

[amthenight.livejournal.com]

"Quiet night there so far," Batman said. "But the moment something crosses the police band, I'll have a ride out there."

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

Derek shoved the Coke over at him. BECAUSE WEIRD GUY IN A CAPE.

Re: The Bar

[amthenight.livejournal.com]

"You could have handed it more gently," Batman pointed out.

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

"Could have," Derek granted him.

YUP. THAT WAS IT.

Re: The Bar

[amthenight.livejournal.com]

Batman glared. And then he took a sip. TAKE THAT, DEREK.

The Lounge/Dance Floor

[justlurkinghere]

PILLOWS!

The VIP Area

[justlurkinghere]

Where you could hang out. Maybe?

OOC

[justlurkinghere]

I have a weird Dutch beer from Trader Joe's. So, so weird.