Caritas; Wednesday [03/08].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer squinted at the stage a little when she came in, where the zombies still looked like they were dressed up for Purim, and she really couldn't really tell if they'd just forgotten to take off their costumes, if they'd decided they just really liked dressing that way, or (and this was her strongest guess, really) certain aspects of the costumes were actually, like, load-bearing and were helping to keep them together.

Whatever the answer was, she did not particularly care to find out.

But she did also bring in a case of Spaghetti-Os that were totally up for grabs if anyone wanted any.

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

First One Free with a Karaoke Song!

Raspberry Champagne
Apple Pie a la Mode
Moscow Mule*
Sphaghetti-Os

Caritas is open!

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The Stage - 03/08.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Come on up and sing your little heart out!

The Bar - 03/08.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Come on up and drink, drink, drink!

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[notagoose]

Goose managed to be a lot earlier to the bar this week and he came up to take his normal spot at the bar, he tilted his head at the case of spaghetti-o's, "can I have some Spaghetti-os?" he asked to the surprise of no one.

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Only if you're planning to torture Ignis with them," said Summer, who all the same grabbed as many cans as she could at once to clunk onto the counter for Goose, before following it up with a neat little row of all the shots.

Granted, Ignis had been a little sparse lately, which had her slightly worried, but he'd shown up to class last night, so there was at least that.

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[notagoose]

“So you think I should cook something for Ignis with them?” Goose asked as he studied the cans of spaghetti-o’s, even though the only thing he really knew about spaghettio’s was heating them up in the microwave and eating them

He went for the spaghettio shot to try first to go with the theme.

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[somethingwithturquoise]

But...he'd just learned Spaghetti-Os two ways in class last night! And Summer also knew a great deviled eggs recipe that she'd (graciously) didn't include.

Summer smiled at Goose a little indulgently. "Only if you want to chase him off," she said. "I was just joking, Goose. I'm pretty sure canned pasta would be considered just one step slightly above instant noodles in styrofoam cups for him, but I could also be wrong. That's been known to happen on occasion."

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[chef_chocobro]

As a previous narrative so astutely suggested, Ignis had been keeping himself a bit scarce and mostly just tied to his own kitchen when not in training. He'd just felt a little...off, making him wonder if the problem wasn't with his daggers so much as it was with him. Ultimately, he blamed the school trip. He'd never been one to handle idleness well, really, and he was deep in thinking of ways to remedy that.

Starting, perhaps, with a return to the bar, which he approached on the ready to have some wine suggestion shouted at him, and so help him if it involved canned pasta in some respect.

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer was not going to yell a wine at you this time, Ignis, she was just going to actually set a glass in front of you and announce, "New game. I pour, we see if you can guess what I've poured for you."

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[notagoose]

Goose spotted Ignis and was pleased to see that he had come to the bar that evening, “Ignis hi, how have you been? Would you like me to order you anything?”

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[chef_chocobro]

At the heart of it, Ignis knew that Shane had meant only the best, but, especially in his current mood, in this odd little...slump he'd found himself in these last few weeks...he really could have phrased that better, couldn't he?

But he knew he wasn't exactly usually...forthcoming with his feelings, so he could hardly hold it against him that he was feeling a bit...sensitive with regards to his....ability.

So he just smiled faintly and lifted his glass of wine. "It would seem," he said, "that Summer has managed to beat you there, but thank you. I would still be interested to hear your suggestions on her shots, though, of course.

"And I've been...well enough. And yourself, Shane?"

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[notagoose]

“Works been keeping me pretty busy this part week,” Goose admitted, “a lot more than usual,” which wouldn’t have been too bad, except he was half expecting Walsh to recall him back to BETA with the way things had been going.

“I really enjoyed all of them, there were four of them this week,” Goose told him, which was really, “she even made a spaghettio shot,” he added.

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[no_culdesac]

Nancy, being both too young to drink from interesting copper servingware in a bar back home, and also from a time when Russians were not especially en vogue, squinted at the specials board.

"What's a Moscow Mule?"

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Oh, sweet Jesus," said Summer, promptly getting Nancy one of the jello shots in question, because it was an unspoken rule that if it wasn't one of Those Shots and you asked about it, then you were obligated to try it, "the sheer amount of hipster-driven cocktail trends that you have been missing out on....

"But it's vodka and ginger beer and lime, essentially," she added, "made popular, no doubt, because of the pretentiousness of the copper mug it's supposed to be served in, but around here, we just serve it in jello."

A pause.

"Well, technically, agar agar, since this one's vegan. But anyway, hello, Nancy, how are you this week?"

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[no_culdesac]

"I'm good," Nancy told her, taking in all that information with a curious tilt of her head and a subsequent eyeing of the shot. "Curious about what agar agar is, now, but fine otherwise."

'Vegan' was one of those words she'd picked up on by osmosis, speaking of trends Nancy hadn't really lived through yet.

"And you?" she added, both polite enough to return the question, and also deferential to Summer's breakup and how things had seemed last week.

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[stykera]

Stark had promised cookies tonight and so he'd spent part of his day making some pink sangria cookies.

"I brought the cookies," he said as he set the container on the bartop. "Hello, Summer."

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"I'd have been disappointed if you dodn't," said Summer, because, you know, he'd promised. "Hello, Stark. What are we going to try today?"

DEFINITELY the Spaghetti-Os, right?

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[stykera]

"I wouldn't want to disappoint you," Stark said, just a little too seriously. "Ever. So I brought you sangria cookies. You can share them if you like. Or keep them all to yourself. And..."

He considered the jello for a moment. "I'll try the first three for now. Thank you."

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[needsacatchphrase]

"Oh no," Jane said, stuck on that last of the drink specials.

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Yeaaaaaah," said Summer, who was pretty sure she didn't need to ask to know what Jane was referring to there. "We've had a bit of a Spaghetti-Os problem at the store this week."

But the real terrifying part was that this wasn't even the first time that shot had made it to the bar.

"....you wanna try it?"

Look, she had to at least ask.

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[needsacatchphrase]

"I think I'll leave that for Raiden this time around?" That brave, brave man. "Or work up to it with outer drinks first."

Ah yes, the drunk food of cold, canned food in Jello form.

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[stykera]

"You should have seen the cupcakes from yesterday," Stark said.

Not really. Nobody should have seen them. They were a horror.

Re: The Bar - 03/08.

[needsacatchphrase]

"There were cupckaes?" Stark, why?

The Lounge - 03/08.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Come on over and have a seat!

The Back Room - 03/08.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Come on back and ....do back room things!

OOC - 03/08.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Today is not my most inspired day, no.