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Caritas; Wednesday [05/15].

Summer knew it was only her second week on the job, sure, but, considering the circumstances, she was deciding that Tino was officially banned. From, like, everything. Ever.

"I listen to radio, Tino! I know Rosa brought you proper clothes! No one's buying this whole 'no other option' narrative!"

No one was buying it, but that wasn't stopping Tino from trying to sell it anyway, and Summer was left contemplating whether the extra money was worth dealing with Tino's apparent love for loincloths.

New Wednesday Special: Jello Shots!
Today's Special: Dinos in Amber
First one free to all Wednesday Activity participants!

Caritas is open! And needs to put some damn clothes on!

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"Does throwing macaroni at Kanan's head count as participating in the activities?" Jack asked, reading the sign while she headed toward a seat at the bar.

Summer had mostly just been curious about where Jack had gotten the pasta projectile in question in the first place, since she must have missed macaroni pictures on the agenda, but she might be willing to allow it. "I feel," she ventured, "if it's something you'd still likely do outside of the constructs of the summer activities, it's kind of a grey area. But I'll say yes since I made a ton of these and there haven't really been many takers so far.

"This one's kind of pretty much got your name on it, anyway," she added with a grin, setting one of the jello shots with a T-Rex in it in front of her.

It was crafts day. It's almost obligatory that there's a bowl of dried elbow or penne pasta around somewhere for purposes of glue pictures or pasta-bead necklaces. People don't even plan for it, that shit just shows up on its own.

"I also," she said smugly, "made a shit-ton of friendship bracelets." Was there one with little tooka making faces? Yup. Was there another with little pixellated Kaidans with dancing hair? Also yup. Was she mean? Triple yup. The rest were tame by comparison, flames and rainbows and little swords and stuff. Those two, she'd put some effort into. "Want one?" Jack offered, holding up a multi-colored green with tiny little bells on.

A glance at the jello shot had her cackling. "Right on! Thank you! How are people not lining up for these things? A) Booze and B) Fun booze."

"Sure," said Summer. "We're friends, right? I didn't make you one but you can have one of the gazillion I'm going to make for Kanan later. I didn't want to do it at the thing, because then that'd just ruin the surprise."

"And I don't know," she shrugged a little. "I think it's mostly word hasn't gotten out yet and/or most of the big drinkers in this town already seem to have a designated night and bartender."

Jack snickered and handed over the bracelet. "He deserves it."

She fired back the shot in one go and bit through the gummy T-Rex, chewing for a moment. "These are good. What's the alcohol base? Rum?"

"Mostly rum, yeah," Summer confirmed, holding up the bracelet a moment to admire it before trying to tie it on while she talked, "with a little orange liqueur," of course she had to pronounce it all fancy-like, "too. I gotta admit, I'm a little excited to see what I can bring to the table with jello and alcohol now that I'm here for a little bit. Speaking of which, can I get you anything else, Jack, or you think you want to just sling back dinos all night?

"...after you maybe help me with this," she said after a moment, bracelet and wrist going back out toward her because her attempts had not been successful. Maybe she could get it if she used her teeth or something, but Jack had two perfectly good hands right there.

"Sugar synthesizes nicely with alcohol," Jack agreed, "It'll be fun to see what the gelatin brings to the party. I just like 'em cuz they're fun. Eh. Glass of whiskey and I'll stick with the dinos too. Unless there's a sudden rush on 'em. It'd be a shame for 'em to go to waste after you put the time in."

She reached to help tie on the bracelet. Her hands were empty; she hadn't reached for another jello shot yet.

"Thanks," said Summer, smiling a little as Jack tied on the bracelet, giving it a little shake once she was finished. "These bells are going to drive Pancakes up the wall...so I'm deifnitely going to be careful until she's back to normal again. And for now, whiskey!" It would be her first non-beer pour outside of practicing, so the excitement for just pouring on drink was a little much, but come on! Cool new bartender time! "Neat? On the rocks?"

Did she ask mostly to sound all bartendery? Maaaaybe. And maybe because she'd want to know how to serve it the way Jack liked it.

"And all the dino shots. There's plenty, especially since I usually just foist all my leftovers on Kanan, but, obviously not these. And if they go back home with me, there will be...regrets."

"Neat," Jack said with a crooked smile, "Doesn't much matter to me which whiskey but ice just dilutes the booze." She popped another dino - a stegosaur, looked like, into her mouth while she waited.

"Yea-ah, these wouldn't be so much Kanan's speed. Sparkle's, if my favorite little shit is around this week and not shacked up with his boyfriend planning what they're gonna wear dancing on Monday." Jack adored Sparkle. His boyfriend, not so much. She tolerated Hernando.

It felt almost too easy, that her first non-beer pour would be a simple one, but, hey, Summer was not going to complain, even if she was kind of excited to start mixing up some cocktails. And she picked out one that she figured was nice because it had a good-looking bottle and set it in front of Jack with a coaster.

She was super proud of herself, shut uuuuuup.

"I mean, that's a very important thing to figure out," she reasoned, "what to wear when you go out....I should talk to Sparkle more. I always feel like we'd really get along, but we just never really get around to it. For such a small island, it's easy to miss people. I mean, heck, I don't even think you and I have really had a chance to talk much lately. I'm pretty sure the last time was when I was trying to murder my cat."

And that clearly didn't even count.

"I don't get out all that much," Jack admitted, "and that last time didn't count. It clearly wasn't you in there. How's your class going?"

And that brought on an immediate, almost a little too bright grin. "Ohmygod,' she gushed, "it could not be going better, I'm pretty sure they all think I'm insane, and that they'll all bee sufficiently traumatized and it's not even the first week, Jack. Granted, there's only three of them and they're all adorable ltitle noobies, but still. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if none of them even bothered showing up next week, but, if they do, I really hope it's because I've inspired such a strong sense of morbid curiousity in them that they simply couldn't keep themselves away!"

...yeah, she was way, way too excited about this.

"What about you, though? You ended up going for some sort of teamwork thing, right?"

Jack just laughed. "Well that sounds awesome. Morbid curiosity for the win."

She took a drink and had another dinoshot and nodded. "I've got them finding new and creative ways to do the confidence course and then adding other things they have to work together on." She grinned a little, "Creative little shitheads, I'll give 'em that."

"Yeahhh," said Summer, a little fondly, her grin crooked, "if there's anythng to be said about Fandom kids, it's that we're all total little shitheads."

She was one of 'em. She could say it.

"So I've heard from a few of 'em as have graduated," Jack agreed, "though mostly I hang out with teachers."

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