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Caritas; Wednesday [06/05].

Pancakes had absolutely no interest in going with Summer to her class yesterday; that was some primo napping time right there. Cats tended to lean a little more nocturnal, after all, so helping out at the bar today certainly had some appeal. Summer didn't exactly know what Pancakes planned on doing to help, really, but that managed to solve itself very quickly.

Turns out, Pancakes was not only exceptionally good at finishing off a drink by adding a nice cherry or a paper umbrella, but she was super cute while doing it, nudging the drink forward after it had been garnished with her paw or her head.

It was when there was a drink on the bar without a customer there to receive it that Pancakes clearly intended to nudge off the bar with her paw or her head that things got a little tricky.

...sorry for the broken glasses, Kitty! But lessons were learned.

Wednesday Jello Shot Special!
~~Rainbow Cake~~
First one free for all Wednesday Activity Participants!

And Free Drinks to Wednesday Winners!*

*Within Reason. Restrictions May Apply. See Bartender for Details.

Caritas is open!

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"What the fuck do you want to do in a bar anyway?" Seivarden said as she held up the door for Issa. The cat stopped on the threshold, sitting down, forcing Seivarden to keep the door open.

"I want to check it out. We might go home if it's dull."

"We?"

The cat looked up at her.

"Are you going to let me walk home alone?"

"Are you going to just sit there?"

Issa raised a paw and began to lick it.

Summer had to smirk a little at the exchange going on in the doorway, glancing over at Pancakes, hoping to share the amusement, but Pancakes just regarded her with an impassive look. She did, however, give an interested little flick of her tail.

Sure, just because she could talk now didn't mean she couldn't still be rather particular in what she chose to say.

Which only let the task to Summmer, not that she minded. "You knoooooow," she called over, "this whole 'getting drinks' thing tends to work a lot better if you actually come into the bar."

For once Seivarden agreed with Summer. Without saying anything she reached down, lifted Issa with one hand, placed her on the floor inside the bar and closed the door.

Issa didn't look up. She was going to pretend that hadn't happened, and that she was now inside by her own choice. She had made her human do that.

Only now she realized there was another cat in here, and she pretended not to notice Pancakes as she followed Seivarden towards the bar.

"Do I want to know what a rainbow cake jelly shot is?" Seivarden asked.

Pancakes, meanwhile, made absolutely no effort to try and make it look like she was ignoring the other cat. She was sitting primly on the bar, paws neatly together, tail dancing behind her, as her bright, wide eyes took Issa in.

"Yes," Summer answered brightly, already setting on in front of Seivarden, "you do, especially since the first one's free because you participated in the activity today!

"It's basically flavored vodka, gelatin, and a little bit of milk," she offered, in case she was somehow still skeptical, even when being presented with the cutest little rainbow jello shot ever. "Little whip cream and sprinkles on top, and voila! You won't regret it, I promise."

Especially since, you know....free.

"Well, it's colourful," Seivarden said.

Issa jumped up on to the bar, leaned close to sniff the jello shot, then quickly reached out her tongue to lick the tip of the cream off.

"Stop that!"

Seivarden frowned at her and pulled the glass away.

"You're not going to drink it anyway, are you? Oh, wait, it's free."

Now Issa turned her head to look at the other cat, tail trembling slightly. "Anything here you recommend?"

Was she larger than the other cat? She had more fur at least, so she might look larger.

"It's not free for her," Summer pointed out with a laugh she couldn't help, nodding at Issa. "She didn't participate, so either you're drinking it or it's going on your bill, since she already licked the cream. I can scoop it off and get you fresh whip, though, if you want."

"And I," Pancakes offered, "would suggest just a simple dish of water or cream. They don't have much to interest a cat in here, which is a bit ironic, isn't it, considering the person who runs the place is named Kitty?

"That's quite a coat you have there," she added, nearly purring with it, as she lifted her chin. "It must take you hours in grooming to get it looking that nice..."

"It does," Issa said. "Or you get someone to brush you. It's quite pleasant. Maybe you haven't tried it?"

Having so short fur and all.

Seivarden sighed. "Issa can have the cream. Even," she looked at the cat, "if it gives her stomach problems."

Issa looked extremely offended.

"I'll have a beer. I'm not in the mood for," she gestured at the shot, "bright colours."

"Oh, yes," said Pancakes, moving across the bar to give Summer a nudge on the shoulder before she got too far in fetching the cream, "Summer is excellent when it comes to remembering to brush me often, and she doesn't even mind, since it barely makes even a little mess."

Unlike, or so she could only imagine, such long fur.

Summer passed her dubious look, which was at first sent to Seivarden, over to Pancakes. "Just remember, you two," she warned them, "the protection on this place extends to animals, too. Don't get too catty there, or else both of you are going to wind up in the pond, and I can only imagine how much you'll both like that!"

"Summer!" Pancakes tensed slightly. "I would never!"

"Uh-huh," said Summer, totally convinced, but she'd gotten a saucer of cream for Issa and a beer for Seivarden from the tap, and set both of them down on top of coasters.

"So," she said, to Seivarden now, "what's got your mood so grey, then, hmm?"

Friendly Neighborhood Bartender to Tell All Your Problems To! That was her! Yup!

"I'm just suspicious of brightly multi-coloured drinks," Seivarden said, leaving out 'made by you'.

Issa pretended to ignore Pancakes' comment, as well as Summer's about the pond, and sniffed the cream.

Yeah, because if she was going to go ahead and do things to something she was serving customers at her job, that wasn't something that couldn't be easily traced back to her or anything or bite her in the butt later, sure.

"Oh, right," Summer said, shaking her head, "wouldn't want to have too much fun around here or anything, right?"

And to the sniffing cat, she was going to add something, but Pancakes got to it first, taking the words practically out of her mouth. "It's not spoiled or bad or anything, you know."

"I've had enough of gelatin today," she said, reaching for the beer. "What's fun got to do with it? There are other ways of enjoying yourself, you know that, right?"

"I have to make sure," Issa said, "You can't just trust anything you're being served, can you. Or maybe you can."

She licked the cream.

"This isn't bad, though."

"Thanks," said Summer dryly. "Don't forget to put that in your Yelp review.

"And of course there are other ways of having fun," she added, to Seivarden, "but you are in a bar, and you don't really seem the karaoke type."

Issa ignored Summer, and looked at Pancakes instead. "Does she let you come along here often?"

Yes, she was hinting that you let your human tell you what to do, Pancakes.

"What's wrong with beer?" Seivarden said, taking a sip from her glass. "You're quite right, I don't like singing in public. Not sober, at least."

Pancakes gave a cat's version of a shrug. "Probably about as much as you come along and she," her head quirked toward Seivarden, "lets you have cream."

That did not escape her notice, after all, and she stalked a little closer to Summer, plopping with an afterthought of grace of the counter in a way that put her head close enough to Summer's hand so that Summer would absentmindedly start petting Pancakes' head as she talked, a move that Pancakes thought was an expert and unconscious manipulation on her part that Issa would clearly have to respect.

"I'll make sure to cut you off before it gets to that point," said Summer. "I think I'd rather see Tino up there."

But as soon as she said it, she regretted it, and her face said as much. "Eesh, no, never mind, that is not true, and now I hope I didn't just give him ideas. But, anyway, it's not that there's anything wrong with beer, it's just....you know...boring, when there's so many other options."

Issa would obviously succeed in doing the same, but that would obviously be to obvious, so she licked the cream again and said:

"I actually prefer prawns."

"So you prefer hearing my singing to Tino's," Seivarden said dryly. "That's good to know. And I do drink whiskey too. And tequila. And vodka. And a few other things that aren't too brightly coloured. But sure, I'm up for suggestions that aren't disgusting or poisonous."

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