Devil's Nest, Thursday Night, April 22, 2021

[texted3times]

Well, it was another Thursday, which meant Leather Pants and Sometimes Shirtlessness Night at the Devil's Nest. It was weirdly chilly for the shirtlessness, but perfect leather pants weather.

Eric had his on while he sipped from his glass of Tru Blood and watched the crowd around him as Tiny served drinks.

LEATHER PANTS NIGHT!
HALF-OFF DRINKS IF YOU ARE WEARING LEATHER PANTS
No discounts if you are a tiny child. Go away, tiny child.

The Devil's Nest was open, and the place to be if you enjoyed staring at people's butts.

[OOC: No OCD!]

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[superjoanjett]

"I've got a leather jacket," Jessica said, settling down on a bar stool. "Can I get 25% off?"

[texted3times]

Eric considered that. "Yes, but only because it's a good jacket," he decided.

[superjoanjett]

"Stolen from only the finest store in New York," Jessica added with a smirk as she watched her drink be poured. "So is this going to be a weekly thing?"

[texted3times]

"So far," Eric said, grinning. "It brings people in and I can stare at them in leather pants. Win/win."

[superjoanjett]

"Sounds like profitable experience."

She finished her drink and then added, lamely. "I was asking for a friend."

Not that Jessica has a lot of friends. Who don't already show up to this place.

[texted3times]

Eric grinned. "Of course. The more people who wear leather pants, the happier I'll be."

[superjoanjett]

"I certainly have no complaints," Jessica agreed. She paused a bit before adding: "Heard anything from Annie what's-her-face?"

[texted3times]

"Not yet," Eric said, "so I'm guessing that's a good sign."

[superjoanjett]

"You going to fill her spot?" Jessica asked. "Because Tiny apparently likes EDM and I can't handle that on Mondays. Well... Any day really."

[chef_chocobro]

And so Ignis was at the Devil's Nest for another Thursday night, not because it was becoming a habit, but because it was simply frugal. After all, if one had the opportunity for cheap drinks merely for dressing fashionably, then one would be a fool to not take advantage of it when one could...

[texted3times]

Eric gave him a wave. "Hello again!"

[chef_chocobro]

"Eric." Ignis greeted him with a lift of the frugal fruit of his leather-gotten labours. "Good to see you. I trust you've had a good week?"

[texted3times]

"It's always improved by Leather Pants Thursday," Eric said, "but yes. And you?"

[chef_chocobro]

"It could certainly be worse."

Which, coming from Ignis, was relatively positive.

"Here's to hoping we can say the same about the weekend."

[texted3times]

"Well, it's not graduation, so it should be fine," said the guy who had been here too long. "Graduation always has something to come eat the graduates. I cheer it on."

[chef_chocobro]

"Considering my area of expertise involves the students doing the eating rather than the other way around," said Ignis, "I feel I must professionally disapprove, although, if I recall graduation from last year," which someone absolutely did not and definitely had to look up, "it involved much less eating and a lot more...animals and hats."

It had been a very...strange ceremony, but at least Ignis knew to expect that much from it by that point.

Prompto had rather enjoyed it (a bit too much, but that was Prompto in a nutshell), though, so he supposed that's what counted...

[texted3times]

"Hats?" Eric repeated. "I think I was in Louisiana for that one."

[fates_jaye]

Jaye did not have leather pants.

She had eyes, though, so she was here.

"How tiny are the children coming to your bar?"

[texted3times]

"Well, for me everyone under 45 is practically an infant," Eric teased.

[fates_jaye]

"Damn. Guess I gotta leave then."

She made zero move to do so.

[texted3times]

"I suppose I can make an exception," Eric said.

[fates_jaye]

"Good. Because I'm already here and wasn't actually moving."
Clearly.

[texted3times]

"The seats are comfortable, aren't they?" Eric agreed, smirking.

[fates_jaye]

"More comfortable than they'd probably be it I was wearing leather pants," Jaye agreed.

[texted3times]

"I don't know," Eric said, standing up and turning around so Jaye could get a good look at his ass pants, "if you have the right fit, they're very comfortable."