Caritas; Wednesday [01/29].

[somethingwithturquoise]

So, the bar had gone from a stupid amount of chocolate vodka to a state of chocolate vodka seeming to have never even existed, and Tino kept giving Summer looks like it was all her fault, which made no sense on several levels, even if she did publicly threaten to throw all the chocolate vodka into the ocean on radio.

"First of all," she explained, "how would I have even gotten that much vodka to the ocean? Second of all, I would have at least left a few bottles, because there are definitely itmes when you're gonna need some chocolate vodka. And thirdly, I was being facetious, because do you know how bad that would be for the enviornment, Tino? Like, our oceans are already totally fucked, you think I'm going to make it worse by throwing a bunch of glass and shitty vodka into the mix? Not to mention the fact that the last thing this island needs is drunk fish. Or sharks. God.

"Besides," she added brightly, her disposition swinging smoothly from complaining to beaming, "I'm onto something else now."

As was clearly indicated by the specials board:

Wednesday Jello Shot Special!
Long Island Iced Tea
Free if you're Seivarden!!

ALSO Special on REGULAR Long Island Ice Teas, too!
Guaranteed made with only the ~FANCIEST~ of non-bagged tea!

That last part was only half-true. She didn't use tea bags, like she said she wouldn't, but there was no way she was going over the top with fancy-ass tea when you were just going to drown it all with ALL THE BOOZE.

Anyway! Caritas is open!

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[1000yearstoolate]

"I've checked," Seivarden said, taking a seat by the bar. "There's no tea in that drink."

[somethingwithturquoise]

And Summer positively beamed at a response like that.

"Traditionally," she allowed, "no. The name is ironic, and therefor the best, BUT...I have made a special version of it just for you," because she was a great bartender, dammit!, "that does. Because that's the beauty of cocktails, Seivarden, especially one like this. You can just throw in whatever the hell you want."

[1000yearstoolate]

"So what's in it beside tea?" Seivarden asked.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Pretty much everything but the kitchen sink," Summer admitted wryly, then laughed, slightly, before her tone took on the faint guise of a pleading whine. "But come ooooonnnn. You said you'd try it if I used real tea and I did."

[1000yearstoolate]

"How do you know you didn't use teabags," Seivarden said.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Excuse Summer while she tried not to roll her eyes too hard.

"You really are the worst, you know that?" she said, leveling a look at Seivarden and shaking her head. "But at least your brand of terrible is predictable, and I know you don't trust me, so I came prepared."

And thus Summer was pulling out her phone, tapping a few things, and turning a video toward Seivarden to watch.

"Heeeeey, guys!" Summer was saying, in the video, in her kitchen, surrounded by tea making supplies and with a few appearances from Pancakes that seemed to be threatening to destroy Summer's recording set up at a moment's notice. "So you're probably wondering why I'm making a video of myself making tea, but, well, you see, I've got this customer..."

She nodded, nudging the phone toward her to take if she wanted so she could settle in and watch the whole video without Summer holding it the whole time, right up until the very end where she added, "And, hey, you know what the best thing about using loose leaf tea is? Reading the tea leaves afterwards! So let's just take a second to have a little look...Mmhmm. Yup. Just what I thought. They say, 'Seivarden is a little bitch.'

"And that," Summer in the video concluded with the same smirk that was on the face of Summer in real life, "is the REAL tea."

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden sighed.

"Fine. I understand they're supposed to make you really drunk?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

And Summer sighed, too, a disappointed sound, shaking her head, because even Seivarden's reactions were terrible.

That was pure solid gold, come on!

"That's the idea," she said, "yes."

[special_rabbit]

The fact that Amaya had spent the day hard at work on something particularly ridiculous made it seem all the better that she'd be coming in to meet with Seivarden for some long, long overdue drinks that evening. It really had been a bit too long since she'd bothered darkening the doors of Caritas, but Wednesday seemed like a good day to do it, because, if anything, it wasn't Friday.

And she did like Summer, as exasperating as the young woman could be sometimes, and the special's board got a good snort out of her, either way.

"Now what if you're here with Seivarden?" she had to ask.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Then they're especially free for you," said Summer, grinning back at her fellow smith and former radio cohost, "because you're going to probably need them the most!

"How've you been, Amaya?" she then asked even though this is as far as the thread is likely to go after being eaten by work and other threads. "What can I get you?"

[1000yearstoolate]

"I was going to buy you a drink," Seivarden said. 'But if you rather want that one you can have mine."

[special_rabbit]

"Why not both?" asked Amaya with a faint smirk. "Though now you've just got me wondering what's wrong with that one."

Not that she figured Seivarden would give her a drink if there was something really wrong with it, but, then again...

[1000yearstoolate]

"It's a jello shot," Seivarden said.

That said it all, didn't it?

[special_rabbit]

"I mean," Amaya reasoned, tilting her head thoughtfully, "if it's jello, it's not really a drink, now, is it?

"But sure," she added with another smirk, "I'll happily take it off your hands."

And many more after that.

She was going to have so, so many of those things.

So this should be fun.

[1000yearstoolate]

"Tell that to Summer," Seivarden said, handing Amaya a jello shot. She picked one for herself.

"I'm sure she's going to consider this a victory, but I can't leave you to endure them alone."

She had also heard that there was a lot of alcohol in it

[special_rabbit]

"Well," said Amaya, taking up hers with a nod, "you know I'm never one to back away from taking one for the team, but I'm also glad to have the camaraderie."

Then she lifted the shot as if in salute, then looked doubtful. "Er...well...cheers? I guess?"

You couldn't really just...throw it back, but Amaya tried as best she could under the circumstances.

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden managed to get it down her throat, making a face.

"What's the point?" she said. "Ruining good tea. Not that I know if it was good tea, I couldn't taste it."

[thatwaslucky]

Rey was never going to be known as a drinker, but she did always check the specials board when she got there, just to see. "You're serving tea now?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Only to prove a point," said Summer, "and it's like the flavor in LaCroix, like barely a whisper. I don't think it's really your type of drink anyway. Not unless you're looking to have a few regrets in the morning. Which," she paused dramatically, holding up her hands, "I do fully support, but I figured you should at least get a warning, since I know you don't really drink."

And she sort of mad respected that, too, what with Rey being a good friend and the long line of problematic alcoholics in her bloodline.

[thatwaslucky]

"I am never looking for regrets," Rey said. She had enough of those normally. "Why is it called tea, then?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"I think," said Summer, who was very much at work and couldn't just conveniently look it up on Wikipedia, but, whatever, she felt it was a pretty solid theory anyway, "it's just kind of a joke. Like, people from Long Island are so trashy and boozy, that they don't drink iced tea, they drink this instead. But, like, it's tooooootally ice tea, really! ~WINK~."

Yes, she both said wink and winked, to really drive the point home.

[thatwaslucky]

"That would be very insulting for the people of wherever Long Island is." She assumed. "I think I'll stick with Dr. Pepper."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Or," said Summer, reaching for a glass, "alternate take: you totally embrace it and lean into it because what else are you going to do? You're boozy trash from Long Island, might as well own that shit.

"But Dr. Pepper it is," she nodded, setting the drink in front of her. "Good choice. And how's your week been, Rey?"

[thatwaslucky]

"Okay enough, I guess. There's always something," Rey admitted, taking the drink. "How's yours?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Pretty chill, actually," said Summer, completely ignoring that persistent itch she'd had all week to get back out and see how things were going, but she didn't really want to talk about it. Talking about it only made it worse. "But, like you said, there's always something, so I'll take it. My grampa's being a total ass, but, I mean, what do you expect from, like, the multiverse's worst grandfather?"

*cough*

Her head tilted.

"What's your something" she asked, in a mild tone that would completely get it if Rey'd rather not go into it, because, again, she wasn't talking about some things either...