Devil's Nest | Monday Night

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie was clearly distracted as she took her place behind the bar tonight. As a means to avoid the temptation to drink at work -- even something as innocuous as a Shirley Temple (the sugar) -- Annie had brought a tall tumbler of some kind of green juice to sip on. Granted, mostly she was just sort of annoyed about it, rather than, like, basking in her newfound health benefits, but it was probably a better choice than the beer she really wanted.

She was also trying to be a little more active tonight, even through her distraction, and kept finding reasons to go look in cabinets and pace around and basically just annoy the utter shit out of Tiny. Part of it was that she actually felt compelled to hit her step count today; part of it was that she was, honestly, just kind of anxious and trying to burn it off a little.

The Devil's Nest was open, even if the bartender was busy with her phone and her juice and her nerves.

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Re: Bar | 3/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

"It's a huge opportunity," Annie told her with a smile, recognizing the attempt to be supportive for what it was. "I could help so many people with this kind of a position. So I'm just, like, trying really hard not to mess it up."

Re: Bar | 3/22

[superjoanjett]

Jessica gave Hope a small smile. She had never been much on the hero idea. Even with Trish pushing her it wasn't until Jessica saved that kid from getting run over that she had the slightest motivation to do something good with her abilities. But that was a long time ago.

And Annie was a much better person than Jessica ever was.

"It your... integrity that's going to get you the job," Jessica replied slowly. "Not your weight. Just be you. And if they don't recognize that I'll key their cars."

Re: Bar | 3/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I hope so," Annie said, shrugging a shoulder uncertainly. "It's really competitive. Like running for president or something. I mean, I want my integrity to be enough, and, like, my powers, but every little bit helps."

Re: Bar | 3/22

[superjoanjett]

Jessica smirked and downed her drink. “Well if it gets bad then I’ll be happy to be your Jeff Gillooly to your Tonya Harding. Just point me at the opposition’s kneecaps and I’ll level the playing field.”

She was joking.

Kind of.

Maybe.

Look, Jessica has a different moral compass than most, okay?

Re: Bar | 3/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Tempting," Annie said with a small smile. "Like, really really tempting. And if anyone could...."

'Cause like, Jess, with your super-strength, you could actually mess up a Supe.

Re: Bar | 3/22

[superjoanjett]

“Done. I’ll get with Diego later and make plans. I’m sure he’ll be on bored,” Jessica said pushing over an empty glass.

See now she probably wasn’t joking.