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Caritas; Wednesday [06/16].

Summer miiiiight be getting a little antsy about all her birthday stuff this weekend, which was not great because it was only Wednesday, and all of her distracting stuff was mostly out of the way, but she told herself that that just meant she'd have to take advantage of just taking it easy these next two days and enjoy it while she could, because once Saturday hit, she planned on hitting it hard.

(So much for being scared straight, huh?)

Either way, in whatever downtime she had at the bar that night, she was mostly on her phone, making some adjustments and finalizing a few things and maybe going down a few other rabbit holes of ideas, and then staunchly trying to ignore the string of texts from Tricia Lange asking if her boss was going to be there again this year.

God, Tricia, what the hell??

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

First one free to all Wednesday activity participants!

Birthday Cake
Blow Pops Martini
Fishbowl

Caritas is open!

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Because even if no one ever really takes her up on it, Summer still thinks everything's a little better with some karaoke, dammit.

Where you get your drinks, your shots, and eye the Fishbowl one suspiciously because, with Summer, it could very well be actual fish.

It isn't.

But it was probably actually surprising that it isn't.

Get yourself a little more privacy over in the comfy lounge!

Is it Sunday yet? Like, no offense, Summer, I'll totally skip your birthday if it could just be Sunday already.

Not that I'm, like, excited about anything, or something...

*cough*

"Birthday Cake?"

Seivarden grinned as she looked on the menu.

It was a distinctly tired-looking Jesse, red hair sticking out of her ponytail at odd angles, who sank down into a seat at the bar. "I can really use that beer around now."

"Yeah, I know, right?" said Summer. "Like it's someone's birthday coming up, or something."

That said, she was definitely going to set one down for Seivarden.

"You're coming to the party, right?"

That beer was sitting down practically before you were, Jes.

"You look like you could use several right now," Summer noted.

Well....it wasn't like Jesse probably didn't already know that, right?

"Rough day at the office?"

"Of course," Seivarden said. "It's your birthday."

She added with a grin: "And do you think I'd want to miss the party of the year?"

She raised the jello shot in a toast and downed it.

Summer let out a small laugh, with an odd sort of smile that was pleased as hell at the distinction, but also trying to shake off any desperate nervousness that went along with the fact that people expected a lot from this party, and she didn't know what she would do or how she would cope if it didn't deliver.

She was almost looking forward to the fact that next year would be just boring old not-important 22, because that took a lot of the pressure to perform way off.

"That is true," she said with more confidence than her doubt would let her actually feel. "It's definitely going to be the kind of party you'll want to be there for, since most people probably won't even remember half of it."

She knew she wasn't going to!

"So how's your week been?"

"How are preparations going for your birthday bash?"

Oh, sure, go right for the throat, Luce.

"There was a leak," Jesse said, "Straight into the basement."

She picked up her beer gratefully.

Summer's eyes were a little wide at that.

"A leak...of what?"

The possibilities seemed literally endless and more than likely either disgusting or ridiculous.

"Pretty much all set."

Well, she'd literally had the wheels in motion for this thing since pretty much March, so any answer other than that would be probably a little worrisome. But that did mean that Summer had been working on this thing since pretty much before March, and now it was pretty much all set and yet she still had three more days to just...what? Sit and wait? Like that could even be a thing???

She sucked in an anxiously proud breath to go along with her eager smile as she looked at him.

"Just a few tweaks here and there, maybe a few shifts, but I think things are good! I mean, unless anyone totally blows it on the last leg."

Which would be you, Luce. You were the last leg. Or, well, second to last, but details, details.

On the bright side, if anything did go wrong toward the last leg, Summer planned to be sufficiently too smashed to care at that point.

"Honey," Jesse said. "Which doesn't sound too bad until you remember about the killer flowers in the basement."

She took a big swig of beer.

Please. Lucifer had never, ever blown a party on the last leg!

"I doubt anyone would dare," he said solemnly. "I've called in the appropriate favours for Lux, so you should have the stage you wanted."

"No, trust me," Summer assured her, "a honey leak definitely sounds pretty bad even without taking into account the killer flowers. Like, that shit is thick and gooey and sticky and I'm pretty sure only crazy people want anything to do with actually making it," JERRY, "so, yeah. No thank you."

There was a thoughtful pause, with a tilt of her head.

"Got it all cleared up, though?"

Seivarden had confidence in you, Summer.

"Quiet," she said. "Oh, and the special on Monday was Gin & Tonic. I got Amaya to try it."

The stage she wanted, as if he hadn't been the one to suggest entertainment. All she was expecting was, like, some velvet ropes or some shit, but she'd gladly take that.

"Good to hear."

No, seriously, though, good to hear, because that was maybe at least one detail she could maybe not flail about internally.

She started setting up a trio of the shots for Lucifer, in the meantime.

"So how's your week been? Besides doing your part to contribute to the party of the year?"

Ohgod, now she was saying it, this was going to hurt if it failed miserably.

"Did she say anything about the lack of arrack?" Summer wondered with an interested tilt of her head. Amaya wasn't exactly a good indicator of the pulse of the island, but she'd work with the data that was available to her.

"No," Seivarden admitted. "She was mostly surprised."

After a pause she added: "I know you're probably busy, but have you had any time to, well, work on the marketing?"

"Is someone's birthday coming up?" Annie asked in fake confusion eyeing the board as she tapped her chin lightly.

"Nah, dude," said Summer, shaking her head. "These," she gestured toward the birthday cake shots, "are for Amy."

She was never letting Apu live that one down, even when he wasn't even around.

"But I don't know," she shrugged, "I might have heard...something, about this weekend? Like a...whisper, maybe?"

"A little bit!" Summer assured her. "Not, like, a lot or anything, but that's fine. You don't want to be too obvious, anyway. I have been mostly focused on party stuff this week, though, not gonna lie."

But then there was a thoughtful pause.

"Hey, are, like, shots of arrack ever really a thing?"

"A rumor," Annie agreed, settling onto a barstool. "I guess we'll have to wait and see if, like, an amazing crazy party ends up happening."

Annie already had her outfit laid out, honestly. It had taken precedence over unpacking less-fun things.

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