Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

It appeared that people were normal today, and if she was being honest, Kitty didn't know if that meant it was going to be a great night at the bar, or if people were going to be in hiding.

HALF OFF FOR THOSE WHO REALLY REALLY NEED IT
FOR REASONS

Incentive!

[Open, no OCD!]

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[died8yearsago]

Rosa had definitely woken up as Rosa again that morning, meaning whatever it was that had swept over the island had passed, and everyone was back to normal (normal, of course, being a relative term). But Rosa realized she was in a unique position, because she really had looked like herself if herself just didn't care and/or didn't have the energy to care because she was from some backwater Colombian village where people washed their clothes in a river.

And she'd actually been a little impressed with Sonia misguided attempts to claim her as a sister and take over her life if she hadn't shown up. She...kind of wondered just how much mileage she could still get out of Sonia Ramirez-slash-Diaz. It would be a pretty good identity to add to her repertoire.

So, for all intents and purposes, it was still Sonia who walked into Caritas that night, the little red dress making a reappearance, along with the slightly uncertain wobble of Sonia's stride in those matching pumps. She sat down at the bar in a spot that was not Rosa's usual spot.

"Oh," she said, sounding pleasantly surprised, accent still on point, with a warmth in her smile, "Kitty. Hello. It is good to see you again."

[throughaphase]

Kitty tilted her head, but decided to roll with it. "How's it going? Finally found the bar?"

[died8yearsago]

"Yes," 'Sonia' nodded. "Thank you. I found it on Sunday after your suggestion. It's a very nice place. We don't have nice bars like this back in the village in Colombia."

[throughaphase]

"What do you have instead?" Kitty asked.

[died8yearsago]

"A shack," she replied, sounding properly miserable out it, too, "sometimes, in the drier seasons of the year when the wind and rain doesn't beat it down. Sometimes, the man who runs it doesn't even water down the beer, though, so that is nice, if you don't mind all the chickens."

She put in a well=placed pause.

"And rats."

Another.

"And mosquitos the size of your thumb, but sometimes they put up the nets."

[throughaphase]

"That sounds terrible," Kitty said. "You'd need a bar to deal with escaping from the bar."

[what_the_shock]

Miguel came in, flopped onto a stool next to her, and sighed. "I'm so glad to have my brains back." That other Miguel hadn't been dumb, but he lacked focus. On anything. "Forget your jacket?"

[died8yearsago]

That was a pretty good flop right there, Rosa had to admit, but it helped that she was kind of glad to have his face back. And that this saved her the trouble of checking up on him later in the week.

"Didnt really go with the outfit." Lies. She had a jacket for every occasion. "Do you like it? Sonia picked it out."

And seemed to like it so much, Rosa was almost surprised she hadn't woken up in it.

[what_the_shock]

"It's definitely nice," Miguel agreed. "Surprised it's you, though. Got it for a special occasion?"

[died8yearsago]

"She seemed pretty intent on the idea of finding a rich husband while she was here," Rosa explained. "I think we're both pretty lucky she was...really bad at flirting."

Rosa especially so.

[what_the_shock]

Miguel cracked up. "Yeah, talk about dodging a bullet. That'd be an awkward Tuesday." He held up his glass. "Here's to no irredeemable mistakes."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"And what," asked Summer, once she came in and saw the special, looking a little exhausted as she made her way over to the bar, "about those who really, really, really need to spam you it?"

Look. You spend all day trying to convince a very irritated cat that you really weren't still trying to alternately eat it, poison it, or hack it up into pieces to leave on someone's doorstep, and then try telling her you didn't desperately want a drink afterwards, especially when the effort were wholly unsuccessful and you still have a very irritated (and reasonably so) cat waiting for you when you got back.

[throughaphase]

"Still half off, but you get more sympathy," Kitty replied. "What'll it be?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Hmmmmmm." Summer thought it over for a moment, just relieved to have her brainspace be used for something other than trying to cajole irate felines. "Whatever's going to get the job done," she decided. "Long Island, maybe? Just..." She waved both her hands, "throw everything in there. Including that sympathy, but I mean, not too much. It is what it is, y'know?"

Her days of being concerned about what other versions of herself were up to was way, way beyond her, really, but the whole thing with Pancakes? Not so much.

[throughaphase]

"Got it," Kitty said as she turned to get a glass. "You okay?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer sighed. "I will be," she assured her. "Probably. I might have to figure out how to sleep with one eye open, but I suppose if she hasn't killed me in my sleep yet, I might still be safe."

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan, without comment, walked in, took one look at the specials, gave a long-suffering sigh, and then just sort of planted his face on the bar and made a disgruntled muttering sound.

Hi, Kitty.

[throughaphase]

"Hi, Kanan," Kitty greeted him, already starting on his usual.

[uncertain_dume]

"Hi," Kanan muttered into the bar, and resigned himself to remaining there for a few more moments before sitting up with a sigh. "How's things?"

Please let things be better for you than the guy who just spent three days as a paranoid wizard?

... Which was really mostly awful only because that wasn't much of a stretch for him.

[throughaphase]

"Pretty normal, actually. Actually kind of boring," Kitty admitted. "You?"

[uncertain_dume]

"Woke up on the warehouse floor covered in library books and using my dog as a pillow," Kanan offered. "Which would be fine, except he spent the weekend as a magic cat, so Stance has been getting into everything today to make up for lost time."

[somethingwithturquoise]

Yeaaaah, Summer was just going to take her drink and move down the bar a little until she was sitting next to BDG and offering him a sympathetic sort of look. She wasn't going to just go and reach out and pat his head or anything, but she was definitely giving him little mental pats on the head that she was pretty sure he'd be able to pick up on.

"Buy you a Kanan?" she offered.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. thatsthejoke.jpg

[uncertain_dume]

"I'm gonna make you buy me several today," Kanan replied, appreciating those little mental pats and turning a crooked smile her way. "And the Summers are on me tonight."

It was a good joke, okay?

"Some weekend, huh?"

Last time around he'd gotten off easy, he'd been a cat.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"I don't know if I could handle Summers right now," said Summer, who was drinking long islands tonight, which were clearly so much better. "Too many Summers mucking up the multiverse as it is right now. But, hey. At least we're all aliiiiiiiiiive, question maaark?"

She hadn't killed anyone, despite her worst intentions, so Summer was definitely chalking that up as a win. Silver lining, and all that. And, as far as she knew, not realizing that that scruffy-looking nerfherder (she'd been brushing up on slang from the holo-pedia and was very proud of herself for it, shut up) with his bladder-challenged cat at the diner was him, she thought maybe she was in the clear about him knowing just how awful she'd been.

"I might not be for much longer, though," she said, "between Pancakes and Jack."

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan gave a soft snort in reply to that.

"Jack didn't seem terribly thrilled with your general outlook on cats on Sunday, no," he noted. "How did Pancakes fare, this weekend?"

He figured she'd be significantly more upset if she had actually eaten her cat. So.