Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

The bar was having an event on Thursday, which meant that Kitty was trying to spend today making sure she had everything.

Tino was spending today in fishnets.

"I'm not going to say you can't wear it today, but you are jumping the gun a little," Kitty told him.

Eventually he went to change.


[Open bar!]

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[somethingwithturquoise]

"Hi, Kitty! Can I get a raspberry martini?

"Also," she added, after a brief moment of reveling in the novelty if being on this side of the bar, "do we have a Chief Mixologist, and, if not, can we, and can I be it?"

Sorry, Kitty. Someone went and put an Idea in Summer's head, and so now it apparently needed to be A Thing.

[throughaphase]

"Yes to the martini, what to the other thing?" Kitty said.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"A Chief Mixologist," Summer repeated. "Like, for the bar. I'm not looking for a pay raise, or anything. Just the title. You know, like to look good on a resume or something."

Sure.

[throughaphase]

"If we had mixologists, which we don't, the chief one would probably be me or Tino," Kitty pointed out.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Kitty! Noooo. You were, like, supposed to be super cool and whatever about it because it was essentially a pointless title anyway!

So there was a moment of disappointment before Summer came in with, "I don't see you and Tino coming to the bar with unique and innovated gelatin-based cocktails that has, you have to admit, driven a significant amount of interest and traffic, though. You should see the one I'm working in for tomorrow, Kitty, this one is seriously some next level shit."

[throughaphase]

Oh, no, you were dealing with a sometimes headmistress here.

And one eyebrow was arching up. "You may have missed me and Tino putting together new drinks for the last nine years," she said. "And before you start digging in too much, remember that I've heard you harass our competition to let you drink against their rules and now you're asking for a title that looks good on a resume."

You shot yourself in the foot, Summer.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Those were...pretty good points, really, and Summer did look genuinely sheepish and apologetic about the whole thing. And, boy, was she going to feel a million times more embarrassed about this conversation after Thursday!

"I thought of it as a way to try to energize the market?" she tried, but it was pretty clear she knew that wasn't going to come close to working, but she had to try.

"But fair enough," she allowed, hands up in surrender. "Mistakes were made, lessons were learned, I am officially off of that whole thing now, anyway. I just got super caught up, which is something I am actively trying to be better about."

She clearly still had a lot of work to do, though.

"Either way," she concluded, "it was just an idea, give it some thought, because I would definitely be interested in the job."

[throughaphase]

"If we ever decide to pivot to a mixology place, I'll let you know," Kitty said. "I'll get your drink."

[somethingwithturquoise]

It wasn't like it had to be a whole pivot! Just a, you know, feature! But Summer was doing well in keeping to that whole 'actively trying to br better about' her tendency to latch onto an idea and ride it until it was dead and beaten by keeping her mouth shut this time.

Except to offer out a still sheepish but appreciative, "Thanks, Kitty."

[died8yearsago]

So there were at least two things in the bar for Rosa to ignore, but that was fine. She was good at ignoring.

"So," she said, once at her usual spot, "Rocky Horror or whatever meta for this week, huh?"

[throughaphase]

"Yes! You're coming, right?"

You know you want to wear a bustier, Rosa.

[died8yearsago]

Oh, she absolutely did. However...

"I haven't decided," Rosa admitted, knowing full well that admitting as much meant that it was probably about to be decided for her. "I'm torn between my love of leather and my hatred for actually participating in things."

Said Miss Way To Serious about Wednesday Shenanigans over here, but that was different. That was a competition.

[throughaphase]

"But if you're going to participate in anything, it could be in something that includes hot people in fishnets," Kitty pointed out.

Not Tino. Ignore Tino.

[died8yearsago]

Oh. She was. She definitely was.

"I know," Rosa allowed. "It's a conundrum."

[throughaphase]

"All right, come with me on this," Kitty said. "Your Tightpants guy could be Hotpants for the night."

She wasn't sure that'd work, but she was the dork who had to at least say it.

[died8yearsago]

"He's pretty much Hotpants every night now that we live together," Rosa countered, but you managed to get a smirk out of her anyway, Kitty, good job. "Also, that's sort of his decision to make, not mine, but I'll definitely run it by him."

But, yeah, like a smart person would say no.

[throughaphase]

"He might even have fun," Kitty said. "So it sounds like things are going well?"

[imafuturist]

"Wow, that was not what I was expecting today," Tony said to Kitty, blinking at Tino.

[throughaphase]

"No one was. But maybe we all should have been," Kitty said through a sigh.

[imafuturist]

Tony had to sigh and nod in resigned understanding of their decisions. "Have we decided on any cocktails for the night of? Probably something with Goldschläger."

[throughaphase]

"Probably. I'm also planning on making good use out of edible glitter," she said.

[imafuturist]

"Body shots." This was going to end in tears.

[throughaphase]

"Oh, that should go well."

Kitty was not the type to participate, probably, but seriously, it would probably go over well.

[imafuturist]

Tony laughed and shook his head. "I think everyone could use a little inadvisable after last week."

[throughaphase]

"Yeah. We need to balance the trauma with something good," she said. "How are you doing after all of that?"