Caritas; Wednesday [02/03].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Tino was giving Summer crap for coming in late for her shift that evening, but Summer wasn't having any of it.

"Sorry, Tino," she sniped. "Not all of us can just practically live here. Some of us actually have lives."

And her life in the last 48 hours or so had been something, alright, and it was honestly kind of a miracle that she'd even made it back in time for her shift at all, and, boy, if today wasn't one of those days where she was feeling extremely grateful for that jello maker, she didn't know what would be. They weren't exactly to the elaborate quality she usually liked to put into her shots, but for having been able to whip them together in the tight half hour between when she landed back in Fandom and coming into the bar, they weren't half bad.

And they were definitely boozy. That was the important part, right?

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!
Orange Creamsicle
Arnold Palmer
Gravy

Also, not everything was daiquiris! In fact, the one time someone did actually order a daiquiri, it came out as a martini, no matter how many times Summer tried to make it. So sorry. No daiquiris, apparently?

Caritas is open!

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The Stage - 02/03.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Get on up there and show the world you're a star!

Re: The Stage - 02/03.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer always did want to get on up on the stage more, even when she should be bartending (whatever, Tino could handle himself for, like, five minutes, right?), so when the opportunity presented itself, duh. Of course she was going to take it!

"Hey, everyone!" she greeted when she got up to the mike. "Your favorite friendly jello-slinging Wednesday bartender here! I just needed a moment to send a song out to all the fuckheads out there who think it's okay to get all up in my friend's business where he doesn't belong~! Hit it, guys!"

And with that, Summer got ready to sing (it was a good thing they were all adults here, right):

"Look inside, look inside your tiny mind, now look a bit harder
'Cause we're so uninspired
So sick and tired of all the hatred you harbor

So you say it's not okay to be gay,
well, I think you're just evil
You're just some racist who can't tie my laces
Your point of view is medieval

Fuck you (Fuck you!),
fuck you very, very mu~~u~~uu~uuuch
'Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So, please don't stay in touch

Fuck you (Fuck you!), F
uck you very, very mu~uu~uuucch
'Cause your words don't translate
And it's getting quite late
So, please don't stay in touch

Do you get, do you get a little kick out of being small-minded?
You want to be like your father, it's approval you're after
Well, that's not how you find it

Do you, do you really enjoy living a life that's so hateful?
'Cause there's a hole where your soul should be
You're losing control a bit!
And it's really distasteful

Fuck you (Fuck you!),
fuck you very, very mu~uu~uuch
'Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So, please don't stay in touch

Fuck you (Fuck you!),
fuck you very, very mu~~uuu~uch
'Cause your words don't translate
And it's getting quite late
So, please don't stay in to~uch

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Fuck you~oooh, ooooh.

You say, you think we need to go to war,
well, you're already in one
'Cause it's people like you that need to get slew
No one wants your opinion

Fuck you (Fuck you!),
fuck you very, very mu~uuu~uuch
'Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So, please don't stay in touch

Fuck you (Fuck you!),
fuck you very, very mu~~uuu~uch
'Cause your words don't translate
And it's getting quite late
So, please don't stay in touch

Fuck you, fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you~~

"And, yeah, you get the idea. Thank you everyone! Don't forget to tip your barteeeeender!"

The Bar - 02/03.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Have a beer, have some jello, but don't have a daiquiri!

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden arrived early, carrying a plastic container with her. She frowned a little as she looked at the menu.

"Summer, what's an Arnold Palmer? Is it an actual drink?"

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"No, Seivarden," said Summer with a roll of her eyes, "it's not, I just dug up the body of actual golf legend Arnold Palmer and ground him up and put him in a cup with some jello. Of course it's an actual drink. It's tea and lemonade."

A pause.

"And vodka."

Lots and lots of vodka.

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[1000yearstoolate]

"Tea?"

You had to have expected that question, Summer.

Now Seivarden placed the plastic container on the bar, though, and pushed it towards Summer.

"This is for you."

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[my_own_advocate]

"I'll have a whiskey and one of each of your shots," Lucifer said, sinking down into his seat with a grin.

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"And it actually is whiskey this time!" Summer announced, far too pleased about this fact as she set Lucifer up with the truo of shots and then slightly overpowered the whiskey.

"And how are we doing today, Mr. Morningstar?"

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[my_own_advocate]

"Not too bad," Lucifer said, grinning sunnily at her. "Had quite a nice weekend and a quiet Tuesday shift. But I did have therapy today, so I may want some seconds and thirds on those shots of yours."

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[thatwaslucky]

Rey wasn't actually sure what a daiquiri was, so there.

"Why is someone named Arnold Palmer on the specials board?" she asked, warily.

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"He's, like, some golf guy my dad's obsessed with that was, like, the first person to invent putting tea and lemonade together or something," Summer, who could easily have googled that to verify it but nah, shrugged. "So you add vodka and jello and voila. A special for some dead golf guy."

She could really sell a shot when she put her mind to it, couldn't she?

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[thatwaslucky]

"Huh. I'm both a little interested and also a little little thrown off by 'dead golf guy,'" Rey admitted.

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[stykera]

Stark hadn't, he thought, seen Rey for a while now, at least not to talk to. Saying hello seemed like a good idea.

"Did your trip home go all right?" That was sort of like a hello, sure. "Annie said you took her to a trash planet."

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[thatwaslucky]

"I didn't just take her to a trash planet," Rey said, but of course everyone would be stuck on the trash planet aspect. "It went well. We had an emergency back home, had to move quick."

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[weirderthanthou]

"Gravy," Jesse said slowly, eyeing the specials board. "I guess you've had weirder."

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"It's not even that original," said Summer, rolling her eyes at her own lack of creativity, apparently, while getting for Jesse her nice, generic beer. "I did gravy for Thanksgiving, too. But I was in a time crunch, and I figured it would be slightly more palatable than 'weird goo I found on the bottom of my spaceship this morning.'"

Though she had considered it.

She sighed, shaking her head, and then offering a smile.

"How's it going, Jes?"

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[weirderthanthou]

"It's just your regular quiet week on Fandom," Jesse said lightly. "For me and the island in general. Sounds like it was different for you, though."

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[mother_forker]

"Gravy! Two of them!" Eleanor said cheerfully taking her spot on the bar stool. "Also? Tino shirtless."

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Don't look, Summer. Don't look. You really didn't want to--

Damn it. She looked.

And was incredibly grateful that that turned out to be more request, apparently, than description?

"They're on the house," Summer stated as she set the two gravy shots in front if Eleanor, "as long as you promise to never utter those words out loud ever again."

Why would you want that, Eleanor?

"Wait," she said. "That's not a drink, is it?"

Why would you want that?

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[stykera]

"Orange, please," Stark said as he took a seat at the bar. Gravy wasn't an option he was willing to entertain and he didn't know what (or who) an Arnold Palmer was. "Orange seems safe. Hello, Summer."

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Hi, Stark," Summer greeted back with a smile and one Orange Creamsicle shot set in front of him. "You know, sometimes it can be fun to not play it safe, too, though."

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[designateddadfriend]

"I see jello's still on the menu," Travis said as he came up to the bar. "Please tell me beer is, too?"

This last week had been the strangest and yet most boring he'd had as a firefighter.

Re: The Bar - 02/03.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"If it's Wednesday," Summer said with a grin, "jello is almost always on the menu."

Even if tonight had been a very near thing.

"And, yeah, beer is, too. But, interestingly enough? Not daiquiris.

"So what can I get for you, Travis? Something in particular, or are you more of a generic, whatever's on hand type?"

The Lounge - 02/03.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Have a seat, take a load off, feel an odd sense of being special because it's ~the lounge~.

OOC - 02/03.

[somethingwithturquoise]

If today is anything like that last week or so has been at work, there's a good chance I won't get to pings until later today, while I internally sob about it, just a head's up.