Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

Kitty was learning things during this, a supposedly normalish week. Like how the dogs needed to know where Lexi was at every single second. Or that Lucky would very specifically ask for pizza. (They'd caved and ordered it.) It was adorable, and weird, and she kind of wanted to keep it like this?

It did make her really glad the flamingo wasn't working at the bar anymore, though. What ever happened to him, actually?

Anyway, Kitty was here, and it was going to be a night of her and Tino practicing some Pride-themed drinks. Hello, regulars, be her guinea pigs.


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[filleauloup]

"Good lord, I've had quite enough of talking animals for one day," announced Éponine, flinging herself down onto a barstool with a sigh.

[OOC: Probably gonna be super slow but I missed you. <3]

[throughaphase]

"That sounds like a story," Kitty said, raising an eyebrow.

[< 3]

[filleauloup]

"They're all being so damned helpful," Éponine told her with mild exasperation. "Too helpful, really. It's tiring."

[throughaphase]

"You've obviously been spending time with animals that aren't squirrels," she said wryly.

[filleauloup]

"They're responsible for half my shipping rates and all," said Éponine with a long-suffering sigh, "so yes. Good lord, don't I need a drink or five."

[throughaphase]

"Would you like to try an experimental layered rainbow drink?" Kitty asked.

[filleauloup]

"For you, so long's it's you that makes it and not Tino, anything," Éponine told her.

[died8yearsago]

It had been hours since Rosa had abandoned dropped off Arlo 2 at the shelter, but that endless babble of some of the stupidest things in the most irritatingly adorable voice had yet to fade from Rosa's brain by the time she made it to Caritas, not at all helped by all the other animals she'd been forced to cross paths with while doing (very short lived) patrols.

Her hands met the bar heavily, as if needed it for support. "Whiskey, Kitty," she said. "Give me all the whiskey. Probably some tequila, too. Vodka? Yeah, some of that, too."

[throughaphase]

"Straight, or all mixed together in one festive drink?" Kitty checked.

[died8yearsago]

"Oh my god," Rosa hadn't actually thought about that, "mix it all together, in the biggest container you can find, and you will be my best friend forever."

Well. She almost sort of kind of was, but now it would be best friend forever with the additional bonus of unsafe drinking habits tied in there, too!

[throughaphase]

She got a pint glass, because she was a good friend but she was also a responsible bartender, and started grabbing the bottles.

"Is this the animals, or something else?"

[died8yearsago]

"Animals," said Rosa, and then rolled her eyes a little, correcting herself. "One particular animal. Kitty. My dog has got to be the single most dumbest creature in existence. I always had my suspicions about Arlo 2, but the last two days have confirmed it."

[throughaphase]

"In the cute way, or the way where you want to launch yourself out a window?" Kitty checked.

[uncertain_dume]

Sorry to anybody who wanted to get a break from the talking animals, because Kanan was absolutely bringing his dog to the bar today.

"Kitty! Kitty! Kitty hi!" Stance trotted along ahead of Kanan as soon as the door was open, making his way up to the bar to greet her. "Did you miss me? I missed you!"

"I'm sure she missed you, buddy," Kanan said, trailing along behind him, wearing a wry smile. "He insisted he come visit tonight. He wanted to say hi by actually saying hi."

[throughaphase]

"Hi, Stance. I definitely missed you," Kitty greeted him, grinning. "How are you both doing today?"

Sorry, Eponine and Rosa, she loved this.

[uncertain_dume]

"It's been a pretty great day," and that came from Kanan, who slid onto his usual barstool. "Stance and I--"

"We explored the whole wide island! There were trees and there were streams and there were sticks and daddy brought treats for me and he taught me the 'pew pew pew!' trick! It's way easier to learn tricks when there are treats!"

And when he knew the language.

"Daddy!" Stance looked at Kanan, a big happy doggy grin on his face. "Daddy, I wanna show Kitty the pew pew pew trick! Do the thing! Do the thing!"

Kanan shrugged, smirked, and pointed a finger at Stance.

"Pew. Pew pew."

"Aaah, he got me!" And that was Stance, rolling over onto his back, paws in the air, playing dead. For roughly three seconds before bouncing up again, tail wagging away. "See? I do that trick the best!"

[throughaphase]

"You're very good at that trick!" Kitty told him, laughing.

And she looked at Kanan and said, "Daddy?"

[uncertain_dume]

"He keeps calling me that," Kanan said, smiling crookedly. "It breaks my head when actual children say it, I didn't teach him that one."

Which was possibly why Kanan had distracted Stance with the 'pew pew pew' trick for a while.

"But he's a good daddy," Stance confided in a whisper that could absolutely be heard clear across the bar.

[throughaphase]

"I'm sure he is," Kitty agreed. "Are you enjoying the week so far?"

Which was mainly a question for Kanan, but.

[firstofitskind]

As someone who didn’t drink much anymore outside of the occasional wine or beer with dinner, Caritas wasn’t a place Liam stopped by often. Sometimes, though, he just felt like seeking out company, and Caritas was usually pretty good for that.

“Those look colorful,” he commented, upon seeing the Pride-themed drinks. “What’s the occasion?”

[throughaphase]

"Pride month. I'm taking the opportunity to do something different. Or, at least to buy into the rainbow theme," Kitty explained. "Want one?"

[firstofitskind]

“Oh!” Liam grinned. “Right. The parade last year was on my birthday.” He gave the shots a thoughtful look. “Sure,” he decided. “One can’t hurt, I guess.”

[throughaphase]

"Happy future birthday, then," Kitty told him, grabbing a glass to put it together. "I promise the drinks are good, even if we're still working them out."

[firstofitskind]

"This'll be my second time actually celebrating it," which was less weird if you knew he was turning seven and not, like, twenty-seven, "So. Thanks," Liam grinned. "You, I figure, know what you're doing. Him," he nodded in Tino's direction. "Well. I have my doubts."

[throughaphase]

"I maintain that if you tell him what you want, he's fine. If you leave it up to him, you'll need a stomach pump."

Sorry not sorry, Tino.