Devil's Nest | Thursday Evening

[defenderofdesmoines]

So, something was clearly going on today, considering Annie had been in and out of both of her uniforms at random all day, and had watched Diego go through the same thing. (Had it been nice when he'd randomly had no shirt but added boxing gloves? Yes, but that didn't make it any less weird, thanks for asking, narrative.)

Almost immediately upon getting to work, though, she found herself in her usual I'm Not Famous, Seriously get-up, and irritably pulled her sunglasses down her nose so she could at least write the specials board.

~*Specials*~
Beer?

She could make other things, but right now her confidence that she'd be able to complete a mixed drink before doing something weird and unpredictable was pretty shot.

[flying OCD free because it's that kind of day, and offscreen Diego changes modded with permission!]

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[hatesparadise]

"Okay, I'm not doing this with you," a very female Danny replied, tossing his hands up.

[grenadesandohana]

"I'm not doing anything," Steve muttered, reading a women's magazine. Because he was a feminist.

[hatesparadise]

"You're bein' difficult," Danny said, but it was fond and amused instead of annoyed, damn it.

[grenadesandohana]

Now he was being mostly naked!

"Not on purpose!"

[hatesparadise]

Yeah, that was a look. But Danny was into it. Mostly by looking like he was trying hard to not be.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve knew Danny was faking it, which was why he was beaming like he was.

And wearing a tie.

[hatesparadise]

"Whoa there, babe." No need to break out the tie here!

[grenadesandohana]

Steve was back in a t-shirt the next minute, crossing his arms to show off his tattoos. "Tie too much?"