Devil's Nest, Thursday Night

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LEATHER PANTS THURSDAY IS BACK

read the sign on the door.

IF YOU WEAR THEM, YOU DON'T HAVE TO DRINK THE WEIRD CUP NOODLE SODAS

Tiny thought that might be a good incentive, too. The curry soda was especially Not Good.

ZERO PIANO MUSIC TONIGHT

That note has clearly be scrawled on by Eric just before opening.

The Devil's Nest was open! And piano free.

[OOC: No OCD today!]

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Gladio, who of course was back in his leather pants and conveneniently absent shirt, after taking a picture of the sodas to send to Prompto but absolutely not to Ignis because this was going to be a great surprise once he got out of his cooking class, had a very important question:

"But what if we want to drink the Cup Noodle^TM soda?"

Seriously, the guy looked like he might actually be in love over here.

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"Really?" Eric said, blinking. "Sure, go ahead. I can have Tiny add vodka to them, too."

A lot of vodka, even.

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Not too much vodka! You didn't want to spoil the delicious taste explosion of the natural Cup Noodle^TM essence!

"Perfect," Gladio said, face splitting with an eager grin, almost like a kid...a very large and muscley kid...in a candy store. "You guys just get these in? Gonna be a regular thing?"

This was so much better than all the fancy foods from last week, although he doubted he could convince Ignis to think of a new recipeh for any of these. Unfortunately!

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"It was a special order," Eric said. "I wanted to see if anyone would try them."

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Could Gladio's grin get bigger? It was certainly trying!

"Oh," he assured Eric with a laugh and the utmost confidence, "I'm gonna try 'em, all right."

He looked just about ready to marry them.

"In fact," he added, "if you got any left over," he wasn't going to hold out his hopes, though. Who wouldn't want to try them??, "I'll be glad to take those off your hands, too."

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"I'll see what happens by the end of the week," Eric promised.

Because surely Lucifer would be talking these up too?

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"Definitely keep me posted," Gladio decided, as he now felt himself faced with a trouble position: did he spread the word of delicious Cup Noodle^TM so that all may experience the incredible taste expereince? Or did he try to maybe actively dissuade people so that there would be more wonderful Cup Noodle^TM for himself?

Ahhh, who was he kidding? Cup Noodle^TM was a journey meant to be shared!

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Perhaps this was better to have shown up after people were weirdly evangelical about J,GOB...

"I will," Eric promised. "Tiny, get the man a tasting flight."

God help you.

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You see what happened when you brought delicious, convenient, and satisfying Cup Noodle^TM into the picture, Eric? Chocobros. You got yourself a bar full of chocobros.

"Curry flavor??" Prompto gawked excitedly once he was able to assure the bouncer he was only here for the soda and was branded accordingly because of it. "Oh, heck yeah! That sounds awesome!"

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"No vodka in this one's!" Gladio called out as soon as he could, with a grin at the bartender and an appreciate lift of his Cup Noodle^TM cocktail., then snorted at Prompto, nudging him with his elbow.

"At least not for another month still, right, Prompto?"

Look. He razzed because he cared. Really!

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"It does?"

Eric was dubious.

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"Well, yeah." Prompto's face immediately went pink as he met that inquiry with a sheepish sort of smile, almost kind of wishing right now that he hadn't let his excitement be so...comment-able. "I mean, I like spicy. Maybe not, like, drink a bottle of hot sauce spicy, or something...which, by the way, I had a friend who would do that, she was crazy about spice, but...I mean, yeah, I'll definitely drink spicy Cup Noodle^TM!"

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"With vodka or no?" Eric asked.

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When Ignis came in to meet Gladio for some post-class drinks, he was certainly not expecting...

...this.

But at least he could stand there, aghast, the sole proof that not all people from Insomnia were hopeless, degenerate Cup Noodle^TM fiends.

He looked at ridiculous sodas in question, opened his mouth and lifted a hand as if to say something, stopped, closed his mouth, furrowed his brow, brought his hand to his chin, and frowned even harder.

So congratulations, Eric. You have actually managed to render Ignis Scientia utterly speechless.

And, quite frankly, horrified.

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Eric gave him a wry wave. "Are you going to pass on the special?"

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Ignis met that wave with an incredibly long-suffering and withering sort of look.

"What," he asked, "on this green Earth have you done?"

He didn't exactly wait for an answer as his eyes drifted disparagingly back toward the sodas...and the all-too-eager Cup Noodle^TM fiends who would doubtlessly attempt to drag him into it and he sighed, taking a moment to push up his glasses in dismay.

"That said," he murmured, "I will try almost anything at least once..."

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"Tapped into a market of enthusiasts I didn't know existed," Eric admitted. "The curry one is awful, but the tomato chili can be Bloody Mary adjacent if you're feeling generous."