Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

Kitty wasn't having a great day when she cane in to work. She didn't feel great, every little thing that could go wrong had, and she might've just stayed home except that whole "halfway to baby" thing meant she was freaking out a little bit so she was here for money and distractions.

And when she got in, Tino was herding a group of adorable, tiny puppies on the bartop. Apparently they'd just popped up not long after he got in so they were probably temporary, but whatever, any interaction with Kitty would be done while cuddling a puppy.


[I'm having a terrible brain day so I'm living vicariously through my character. Open, play with puppies!]

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[died8yearsago]

There were puppies. On the bar.

Moments like this made Rosa wonder if she was only here because the paperwork for Peralta's dream assignment had gotten messed up.

"That's probably the cutest health violation I think I've ever seen," she stated. Not a complaint, just an observation.

[throughaphase]

"Right?" Kitty said, snuggling a baby golden retriever. "Look how fuzzy!"

[died8yearsago]

See, now, and that was just making it very hard for Rosa to keep a straight face to show that she was totally not charmed by the cute, cuddly puppies. Not. One. Bit.

"Tino does know that that's not what people mean when they say 'hair of the dog,' right?"

[throughaphase]

"This is way better," Kitty pointed out, abd held out the puppy. "Want to hold a retriever?"

[died8yearsago]

Rosa could have said no. A part of her wanted to, since cuddly puppies didn't exactly fit the whole touch chick image and she had a convenient excuse of not wanting to make her own dog jealous. But not only did Arlo 2 not have a jealous bone in her adorable puppy body, she was also proof of Rosa's unfortunate soft spot for retrievers in particular.

"Yes," she said, reaching out to take the little dummy off Kitty's hands.

[throughaphase]

Kitty handed him over carefully, and immediately reached for the fluffy Samoyed peering over the edge of the bar. "Maybe I should make this a puppy bar."

[died8yearsago]

"Would kinda suck for people with allergies," Rosa said. It started out sounding like too bad for them, but then she remembered poor Santiago, and, as funny as it was when she pretended she was fine...she would totally not be fine.

[throughaphase]

"Right," she said, glancing at the ball of fluff she was holding. "...Benadryl available at the door?"

[died8yearsago]

Rosa considered it, then nodded with confidence in that plan. "And if that's not good enough...there's other bars on the island, too, right? Or just buy some at the store and go drink it alone in their rooms with their sad, puppy-less existence."

[1000yearstoolate]

It had been a horrible day. She had discovered that she was out of tea, they had refused to serve her anything but paperbag tea at the Perk, and on top of that some idiot had started yelling at her. She had bought tea, which imrpoved things a little, and watched an entertainment on the couch with Issa, which had done the same, but still, this was the kind of day when she wanted to get really drunk.

Why wasn't she going to the bar more often?

Why was there puppies in the bar?

"Don't tell me you serve those?"

[throughaphase]

"Absolutely not, except for serving them water," she said, grinning. "They're pettable though."

[1000yearstoolate]

"Oh. Good." She held out a gloved hand towards the one of the puppies, one that probably smelled of cat.

"The only thing I've tried so far on this planet is whisky and beer, and I really need to get drunk. What do you recommend?"

She took a seat on one of the stools, and leaned against the bar.

[throughaphase]

"Really drunk usually means tequila," she said. "Either straight or mixed with something else."

[1000yearstoolate]

"Right," Seivarden said, scratching the puppy between its ears. "I'll have that. A glass. To start with."

When she'd been out drinking with Sparkle she'd ordered a whole bottle of whisky. That had clearly been the wrong thing to do.

[throughaphase]

"A whole glass of straight tequila? Not like a shot?" she asked warily.

[1000yearstoolate]

"What's a shot?" Seivarden asked, then shrugged. "Never mind, I'll have one of those."

[throughaphase]

"A shot is this," she said, grabbing a shot glass to start pouring into, while still holding a dog. She figured it'd be smart to leave the bottle here. "Usually about a couple of these go in a mixed drink."

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden knocked back the tequila, then put the glass down on the bar. She cought once, then said: "Not the best-tasting stuff I've tried, but I'll have another."

[died8yearsago]

First, there was the karaoke. Then there was the party. And now this week...there was Seivarden.

Rosa needed to find herself a new bar night. Although she couldn't think of how it could get worse next week.

And yet...and yet, when she could have just sat there with her drink and her cuddly bar puppy and just ignored that Seivarden even existed, she just...had to say it.

"Don't think they do hot leaf water on tap, dude."

[1000yearstoolate]

"If they had, it would probably be even less drinkable then what they tried to serve me at the Perk today," Seivarden said, turning to look at Rosa. She emptied her Tequila shot and pushed the glass towards Tino for a refill. A puppy tried to nibble on her glove while she did that.

"You like dogs then?" she nodded at the puppy.

[died8yearsago]

There was...a faint lift of Rosa's eyebrow in approval as she noted the drink, how quickly it went down, and how it came back for more. And maybe now there was a little bit of curiosity for just how long she could keep that up.

"I don't hate them," she offered, free hand scratching behind the puppy's ears. And, really, that was pretty high praise from her.

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden tapped a finger against her glass, trying to pull her hand away from the puppy that was now chewing on her glove.

"No? Is there anything you like?"

[died8yearsago]

"...I like whiskey," Rosa said after a moment. "And violence. Weapons, my bike..."

See? There were four things she liked and she didn't even have to think that hard to come up with them!

[1000yearstoolate]

"I've tried whiskey," Seivarden said. "Although I was told to mix it with things and not buy a bottle."

She emptied her glass again.

"What kind of weapons?"

If she said swords Seivarden would judge her.

[died8yearsago]

"Mix it and don't buy a bottle?" asked Rosa, looking almost personally offended. "Who gave you that advice, a baby?

"And good weapons," she added. "Guns, knives, swords. Nun-chucks, axes, ninja stars..."

That was...pretty much...most weapons, Rosa. But, well...most weapons were good weapons.