Devil's Nest | Thursday Evening

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie was pretty much exhausted. She'd spent the last week at work celebrating National Superhero Day (which, of course, meant National Superhero Weekend), doing a meet-and-greet at Vought Land (the Super Park) outside her new carousel, and managing to squeeze in a shareholders' meeting that she actually didn't even sleep through. Amazing.

On top of that, while she was very busy in New York, things in Fandom hadn't been quiet, either. Not only had the confusion of last week taken place, and she still wasn't a hundred percent sure what had gone on there even after Summer's explanation, but Diego and Five had made some headway on the time travel thing! Or, well. Okay. Maybe that was overly optimistic, but they were at least trying, which was a huge step in the right direction if you asked Annie, even if it didn't quite seem to be working all the way yet. And even if it meant that both residents of MHA #2 were fairly exhausted, as a result.

In any case -- look. When life gave you an easy theme thanks to the calendar, sometimes you were just too tired to question it.

~*Specials*~
Classic Margarita
Strawberry Margarita
Watermelon Margarita
Passionfruit Margarita
Jalapeno Margarita

Welcome. Hola. Bienvenido to not the Amazon warehouse.

[open and flying OCD-free today!]

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[scarlet_chaos]

As much as Wanda was being a homebody these days, even she couldn't resist the basic bitch urge for a margarita on Cinco de Mayo.

"Wow, that's a lot of choices."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I have a lot of fruit," Annie shared, gesturing expansively behind the bar with a smile. "And, apparently, jalapeños. I might work up to those, personally. Felt like embracing the theme."

And also she was too tired to think of anything better, so. When in Rome, drink margaritas.

[scarlet_chaos]

"Yeah, no, totally agree. I need to be several margaritas in before trying the jalapeno one," Wanda said. "But the passionfruit one is calling to me right now."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Frozen or on the rocks?" Annie asked, clearly delighted to be asking since that was just gonna be the theme of the night. "And how've you been?"

The last time Annie had seen Wanda, things hadn't seemed like, great. Seeing her out and about and asking after margaritas seemed like a dramatic improvement, and she was glad to see it.

[scarlet_chaos]

"Frozen, please," Wanda said. "I've been okay."

Not really leaving her apartment, and spending a lot of her time studying a book from Hell, but she wasn't bending people to her will? That was good, right?

"Just keeping to myself, mostly. And Jeff." Jeff was always there for her.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Is Jeff your giant skeleton?" Annie asked, getting the ingredients together and popping them into a blender. (No hands, of course.) "I keep meaning to come by and get a better look at him, but my work schedule is, like, horrible right now."

Maybe it would get better! Annie seriously didn't want to actively hope Vought gave her a break to focus on Maeve next month, but...it really would be nice.

[scarlet_chaos]

"He is! I made him a flower crown on Tuesday," Wanda said. "He looks adorable."

Well, in Wanda's opinion.

"What's up with work?" Apocalypse? Wanda got that.

[defenderofdesmoines]

God, Annie wished. It would be refreshing when she did have to deal with an apocalypse. Soon enough, Annie.

"National Superhero Day was last week," Annie explained, killing the blender's power and pouring out a bright red drink for Wanda. She plunked a bendy straw and a cocktail umbrella in it before sliding it across the bar. "So I was like, in a parade for that, and I had to go do a thing at our theme park, and they've got me doing rehearsals for this new competition show I'm hosting this summer on top of all that."

She made a face at Wanda. "I'd love to, like, save a cat from a tree."

[scarlet_chaos]

"I'm so glad none of that is required of me to be a superhero." Like, okay, she had to sign off on having her face put on merchandise but that was about it. "...you have a theme park?"

[special_rabbit]

Well, Amaya was not nearly as shirtless or leather-clad as Annie's usual Thursday regular, but she did have rather nice biceps, if that counted for anything.

And she also thought she'd been handling her repression over the last weekend exceptionally well (initial morning notwithstanding), but all that sort of blew up in her face that afternoon thanks to a nice little voicemail that was the icing on the messy little cake of abandonment issues disguised as a fear of commitment and aggressive aromanticism.

It was definitely a drinking night. The Devil's Nest won out over Caritas on the sole merits of being marginally closer.

"Welp," she said, as she found a spot at the bar and took in the specials board, "I guess I'm having margaritas tonight."

This should go well.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Those were some impressive biceps. And Annie knew a thing or two about hot women with impressive biceps, considering her idol favorite coworker.

"You could also have a Mexican beer and stay on-dubious-theme," Annie offered with a shrug and a smile. "But margaritas are fun and hide their booze well, so I like 'em."

[special_rabbit]

Hiding the booze well sounded just fine. Granted, this woman would drink anything and kind of like it as long as it had alcohol, but that wasn't the point.

Amaya nodded a little.

"I'm sure I will, too," she decided. "Let's just start with the first and work our way down."

Feeling ambitious tonight, this one.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Classic it shall be. Frozen or on the rocks?" Annie asked, reaching for the triple sec. "You get an umbrella and a bendy straw either way."

Rest assured, Amaya! Obviously that was important to you!

[special_rabbit]

Those fancy little touches would not go unappreciated, at least, but Amaya's concern was on something more....practical.

"Whichever one," she decided, after at least a moment to consider it, "goes down quicker."

She was big on efficiency, after all.

(Well, sometimes).

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie gave an affirming nod, and filled a glass with ice. "Don't want to give you brain freeze," she said with a wince, throwing those aforementioned fancy touches into the glass and sliding it over. "Rough day?"

Just a guess. Or else Amaya just liked her tequila, which was also super acceptable.

[special_rabbit]

But, of course, Amaya shook her head. "Not in the least," she insisted said. "I'm actually here to celebrate."

Couldn't you tell, by the celebratory disposition just radiating off of her?

She did actually manage to sound mildly chipper about it, though.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Yeah, Annie would not have clocked that, but she also didn't know Amaya especially well! Maybe this was what celebration looked like for her! Not everyone wanted noisemakers and funny sweaters to commemorate occasions, she supposed.

"Oh, really? Well then congratulations are in order -- what's the occasion?" she asked, lifting the margarita she'd been nursing herself in a preemptive toast.

[thatwaslucky]

"You're really going to master the margarita this way," Rey noted as she took a seat.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"It's a holiday in Mexico today," Annie explained, already waving a hand to indicate it was not like, Christmas or Halloween and going to take over the entire everything for the next month. "We've kind of made it into mostly a margarita thing in the US since we're, like, neighbors, I guess?"

There were worse ways to celebrate a thing, she figured.

"The passionfruit one is real good," she added, holding up her own very bright glass from behind the bar.

[thatwaslucky]

"I'll try it," Rey said. "I do t think I've ever had passionfruit anything before."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Danny and Steve have a bakery back home that makes passionfruit donuts," Annie shared, getting stuff together to mix the drink up. "So keep that in mind when you have this so you can pester Danny for future treats from home."

Which actually reminded Annie that she should have done that before Easter. Damn it.

"Frozen, or on the -- over ice?" she asked, holding up her blender pitcher in one hand and a glass in the other.

[thatwaslucky]

"Whichever one is easier for you," Rey said, because of course. "I haven't pestered Danny in a long time."

If you could even call it pestering.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Neither have I, which means we probably should do it more." And you were getting a frozen drink because it was more fun, Rey, and they were about equally easy. (Especially given Annie's 'Look Ma, no hands!' approach to blending.) "It's been a long winter. I feel like we all hibernated."

Well. Hibernated and/or had stuff going on at home.

[thatwaslucky]

"I know. I feel like I've barely seen anyone except Master Skywalker and Summer." And even then she was missing weeks at a time from Caritas visits. "How have you been?"

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Busy," Annie said sympathetically, offering a little shrug. "Work's running me off my ass these days 'cause we're getting ready for summer programming, and Diego and Five are like, this close to finding their siblings, so. Madness in New York, madness here. You?"

And with perfect timing, there was Rey's drink, complete with a bendy straw and an umbrella.