Devil's Nest | Thursday Evening

[defenderofdesmoines]

There was a mere two weeks until the Christmas rager, and while Annie had little doubt that she and Summer (let's be real -- mostly Summer) could pull a party off with even less notice, she was still falling back on her faithful checklists and Pinterest boards.

Considering how popular her nigh-deadly punch had been the last two years, she was kind of considering whether she should change it up from a standard drink dispenser to a punch bowl. Or maybe something bigger?

So Annie was posted up behind the bar tonight, not only featuring some punch test-drives, but also doing some research on her phone. Maybe a farm supply store was the answer? (Oh, shit, was a trough the answer? Probably not.)

~*Specials*~
Traditional Holiday Punch
Black Magic Punch
Cherry Bomb Fizz

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Bar | 11/17/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

Drink!

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[sword_chocobro]

"Okay," Gladio's shirtless self stated as he sidled up to the bar and leaned an elbow on it, eyes on the specials board until they drifted over to Annie, "those all sound good, but that last one's definitely got my attention."

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

"That's because you have great taste, Gladio," Annie told him, already reaching for her garnish tray because hell yeah, why use the one cherry it called for when she had several? "We're test-driving Christmas punches for the party in a couple weeks tonight."

And maybe she would just serve all three, if they were all good. (Though only one could go in this proposed galvanized tub or whatever.)

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[sword_chocobro]

There was a pretty slim chance you'd have anyone complaining that there was too much alcohol at a rager, anyway, right?

"Is it already time for Christmas parties?" Gladio asked, although, really, it wasn't surprising that he didn't have any idea. Adjusting to where they were at in the Earth calendar hadn't exactly been that high of a priority for him, and without a whole lot to strive for, the weeks just kind of blurred for him. If it weren't for his drinking nights and the gym, he wasn't sure he'd even bother keeping track of the days except for the novelty of days being a thing again still.

"Not that I mind helping you test them out," he offered. "If you need some opinions."

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

"It's already time for Summer's and my Christmas party, anyway," Annie told him, getting the drink together fairly quickly -- easy when there were only three ingredients -- and setting it before Gladio with a flourish. "Which is to say, like...we're always like two weeks early on that."

It was part of the charm, damn it. Start the holiday season off by going as hard as possible.

"But you've got a good month and change before the actual holiday, don't worry."

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[sword_chocobro]

"Good to know," said Gladio, with a nod and a faint grin, lifting the drink in appreciation to the excellent bartender who granted it to him before having a sip. He then inspected the glass with a mildly approving look, appreciating the simplicity even if he did expect a little more from a name like that. But he grinned as he took another drink, and then set it down for now as he leaned in conversationally.

"So how was your weekend?" he asked, grin maybe going a little lopsided, a little apologetic, since he was pretty sure there was a wide variety of feelings about the whole thing, but he highly doubted Annie would have had an issue with being all wee tiny and adorable. "Eventful?"

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[itsananomaly]

This was not Cutter's usual night when he chose to go drinking but he thought he could change it up for once and since his class was over for the week, he didn't have to worry about teaching with a hangover.

"Scotch please," he asked as he took seat and then looked at the specials, "and maybe one of the specials as well, what would you recommend?"

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Scotch it'll be!" Annie promised, grabbing a glass, and considered her options. "How creative are you feeling? And do you mind having a black tongue for a little while?"

Important question.

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[itsananomaly]

Cutter looked intrigued and tilted his head slightly, “I don’t think I’ve drank enough things that have given me a coloured tongue before, I don’t really have an opinion,” he admitted. "so I suppose I'll go with feeling quite creative?"

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Did you know giraffes have black tongues naturally?" Annie asked, giving him a smile as she poured his Scotch and set it before him before reaching for the ingredients to make the black magic punch. "Yours is just going to be thanks to a little wine and fruit juice, but you know. If you had a big date or something later I didn't want to send you off with a potentially creepy mouth."

Annie, meanwhile, would probably be sticking a black tongue out at her husband upon arrival home this evening, because she found that sort of thing endlessly amusing.

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[itsananomaly]

“I did know actually,” Cuter told her with a smile, “I’m an evolutionary zoologist,” he explained as he reached over for the scotch.

“No date for me I’m afraid,” he sighed a bit at that, “the only date I have is back at the apartment with my research,”

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[shireisburning]

Eddie had done the rudimentary math and deemed himself over 21 by now if you counted his age back in Hawkins and how long he had been here now, so he could go to the bar with the way more metal name without getting stink eye from Tiny.

"Could I just get a cheap beer?"

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

You know what? Even if he hadn't done the math, Annie wouldn't have carded him. Look at all that hair. This guy had been alive at least two decades and some change to grow all of that, for sure.

(Probably for the best that Annie was not in charge of IDing around here, yep.)

"You got a preference on tap versus can?" Annie asked, picking up both a glass and a can of PBR and waving either hand at him jauntily.

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[shireisburning]

"I don't care so long as there's alcohol in it." He was a simple man with simple needs.

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I mean, if you're looking to booze it up, the specials are where it's at," Annie replied with an easy smile, putting a coaster down and opening the can for him. Only the best service here at the DN, okay. "And I don't think I know you -- hi, I'm Annie. Are you, like, brand new, or do I suck?"

Those were the only choices.

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[shireisburning]

"What constitutes as brand new?" he asked. Just to be accurate on whether she sucked or not.

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[pocketpretzels]

“Good evening, Mrs. Hargreeves,” Watts greeted as he slid into his usual seat (he had a usual seat now) after hanging his hat up by the axe range.

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Hi, Mr. Watts," Annie greeted him cheerily, still flushing with pleasure at her new title even after having a whole month now to get used to it. "How's it going? Did you turn all little this weekend?"

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[pocketpretzels]

“I did not,” Watts shook his head. “Steven and I spent the weekend in London, and I don’t think Fandom’s oddness can reach that far.” That he knew, anyway.

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Nah -- Diego and I have escaped a couple of weird weekends by heading to my old New York apartment," Annie confirmed, shaking her head. "But now I'm a little sad I didn't get to meet tiny...Mr. Watts."

That was equal parts being respectful of his address, even as a hypothetical child, and not being entirely confident in her pronunciation of, 'Llewellyn.'

Re: Bar | 11/17/22

[pocketpretzels]

"I wouldn't be," Watts shook his head. "I was- an unpleasant child."

Axe Range | 11/17/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

Throw!

Back Office | 11/17/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

...bite? Loom?

Re: Back Office | 11/17/22

[texted3times]

Drink?

Eric was still, possibly, hiding from the possibility of tiny humans. With vodka.

OOC | 11/17/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

It is snowing here SO MUCH. Bring shovels omg.