Caritas; Wednesday [09/30].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer might have been a little bit excited to get back behind the bar again this week, for that nice rush of normalcy and something she enjoyed and having perhaps a overinflated sense of hope that everything about the weekend was now enough in the past that everyone was just moving on with their lives and things could get back to normal again.

A normal that included Tino apparently continuing a disturbing trend of animal-related gremlin bites and thinking he was the cheese panda from the store. But you know what? She'd take it.

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

Cinnamon Bun
Sushi

**IF TINO OFFERS YOU CHEESE, PLEASE JUST TAKE IT**

They were, however, learning that frequent trips to the pond in the park did not seem to make gremlin venom wear off any faster.

Caritas is open!

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[badassprodigy]

It was pretty late when Barry finally got back to Fandom and quite frankly he looked and felt exhausted. He also had a long night ahead of him but, hey, since Caritas was completely in the opposite direction of where he was intending to go he might as well swing by and check on Summer. I mean it wasn't closing time just yet.

He was a little disturbed by Tino giving him a block of Jarlsberg though.

"What's his fucking problem?" he asked as he approached the bar.

[weirderthanthou]

"Barry, what the fuck."

Sans smartphone, she'd had to wait until today to ask that. Woe.

[badassprodigy]

"I don't know," Barry said pointing at the block of cheese. "He was just handing it out and I fucking took it."

[weirderthanthou]

"There's a hole in time and space?" Jesse said.

Pointedly.

[badassprodigy]

"Right, sorry," Barry wearily. "I tracked it down to an apartment. One of the people living got fucking sucked through to an alternate universe of Earth. Miguel O'Hara. I managed to track him down but he's sticking around there to solve what caused all this bullshit."

[weirderthanthou]

"And is there any sign of it doing anything worse than stealing one particular person off the island?"

Barry, your faxes had been alarming.

[somethingwithturquoise]

That feeling that maybe things had evened out and returned to normalcy that Summer had started out with had definitely been deteriorating steadily as the night went on, and Barry, who said he'd swing by, hadn't yet, and her ability to convince herself that it was nothing to worry about had been waning almost exponentially.

So when he finally did come in, her feelings about it were...complicated. And definitely not limited to wondering if it was bad that she felt incredibly relieved that he looked the way he did when he finally showed up.

So her smile was a little wan when she explained, watching for a moment as the small pyramid of Swiss continued to build on the stage from it being offered to the zombies who were just trying to play some music, man, come on. "I'm ninety-five percent sure it's a gremlin bite, and he thinks he'd the cheese panda from the store. It's been like this all night, though, I didn't think those things could even last this long..."

Then her attention shifted back to Barry with a soft "Hey" that ended up sounding way more uncertain than she wanted it to be.

[badassprodigy]

"Everything all right?" he asked. "Other than Tino dealing with all sorts of regret tomorrow?"

Or all week at this rate.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Oh, yeah, for sure," said Summer, quickly, shaking her head a little. "I mean, that's pretty much Standard Tino, anyway...

"What about you?" she asked, glancing him over a little more now, unable to keep the worried furrow out of her brow. "You look like you've been...busy."

[badassprodigy]

"Yeah. There was a rift created in the space-time continuum on Monday. Which kind of fucked over a few people. One was Miguel O'Hara. The other one goes by Jessica Drew and used to go to school here," Barry stretched his shoulders a bit and sighed. "And one of my students is involved in this as well. He's... going through a lot. Unfortunately there's not a lot I can do for him."

[thatwaslucky]

Sorry, but after radio over the weekend Rey had to check in, because friendship.

With a little side eye at the specials. "Sushi?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"No actual sushi was harmed in the making of this jello shot," Summer assured Rey as she went to prove it by setting one of them down in front of her, either for perusual or for taking. "It's just sushi shaped."

It had been involved and took a lot of little mincing detail work to put them together, therefor making them was exactly the kind of distracting she needed, which was also why there were...a lot of them.

[thatwaslucky]

"That's what sushi looks like?" Rey asked, looking at it. "What does it taste like, then?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Teeeeechnically?" Summer said. "It's actually more nigiri than sushi, but I'm not about to be that person. It's sweet, though. The base is coconut milk and sake, and the little fish and the 'seaweed' is candy. They're good, though, if you're in the mood for something like that. Kind of fun, you know?"

[thatwaslucky]

"I can try it," Rey said slowly.

Poking at the little sushi jello.

[weirderthanthou]

"Is Tino-- okay?" Jesse asked, as she stepped into Caritas with a worried frown.

Mind you, that one had been there since Barry's faxes had arrived.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"No," said Summer without missing a beat, "but there's nothing we can do about it, we've tried."

She gave Jesse a little grin, along with a generic beer, ready to go.

"At least we know the gremlin bite'll wear off eventually, though. How's it going, Jesse?"

[weirderthanthou]

"I'm trying to find your boyfriend, actually," Jesse said, sitting down at the bar to have her beer anyway. "I got some pretty weird faxes from him yesterday."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"He's not here...yet," said Summer, whose confidence in that yet might have already been starting to chip away, but she was trying not to think about it, and now there was a new layer of worry starting to add itself to the pile of more emotions than she wanted to be feeling right now, thanks.

"Weird how?"

There were a lot of ways that one could go.

[weirderthanthou]

"There's apparently been a pretty big crack in the lipgloss casing," Jesse said, bringing up her beer, "enough to warrant about 100 pages worth on 'how this can seriously screw up the island'."

[1000yearstoolate]

"One of each shot and a whisky."

Yes, Seivarden was aware that there was no reason to tell Summer that.

[somethingwithturquoise]

No, there was no need, like, at all, but that didn't mean Summer wasn't going to absolutely beam to hear it.

It just warmed her heart when Seivarden just went all in and didn't make her work for it.

Although she did enjoy doing that, too.

And so, in very short order, Seivarden had herself two jello shots and a slightly overpoured whiskey.

"On me tonight," she added. "I honestly don't think I can thank you enough for Saturday, Seivarden, you have no idea."

The oh so handwavey aftermath of their plot had been brutal, sure, but it was the exact kind of brutal it needed to be, and it would have never happened without her.

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden grinned. "You have to tell me what happened afterwards."

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer let out a breath of an ironic laugh. "Well, we talked," she said. "...a lot. And he pretty much ranted for about an hour straight, which included calling me a bitch and a shitty person no less than seven times, and also included that if there was another guy, he's almost mad that he didn't get to cut his head off, beause he'd be doing the guy a favor, since decapitation was way better than any of the shit I'll probably put him through," which still really stung, especially since it was probably true, and, yeah, that one stuuuuuuck, "and he ultimately decided that maybe he should take the green rock from Grampa Rick and, instead of using it to take me back with him to the Apocalypse, he'd use it to travel the multiverse and 'find' himself, which, honestly, I agree, you know? Good for him...I really hope it works out for him."

[1000yearstoolate]

"Well, at least there's hope he might not be back."

She reached for one of the shots.

"I'm just curious what you ever saw in him for long enough to get married."

She added: "No judgement."

There was some judgement.