fandomtownies | Caritas; Wednesday [11/20].

When Summer came into the bar that evening, Tino asked her if she wanted to know his family's special recipe for stuffing, and she said no, but he told her anyway, and then she told him that now she was going to take that recipe and put it in jello, and so if anyone wondered why Tino was sulking at one end o the bar, it was because he had learned a very important lesson (which, let's be real, he should know by now with how long they'd been working together) in never telling Summer anything she doesn't want to know, because she will absolutely take that information and try to use it against you in any way she can.

And Summer was sulking because she really did mean it, she really didn't want to know, because you knew whatever was a traditional recipe in Tino's family had to be knowledge that no normal human should ever have to carry, which was why, on occasion, she just would occasionally find herself shouting out, "Really, Tino? Fucking raisins??" and looking at him like he was the ultimate scum of the Earth, because she was now convinced he very well may be.

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"Well," said Summer, as she set aside a glass now rimmed with black and purple colored salt, "if you can just hold onto your suspense for a little longer, I'll have it ready for you in a few shakes of....well, of the martini shaker, actually."

Well. Maybe a bit more shakes than a few, but shortly after that, a careful pour, and a slice of key lime, specifically, for garnish, Liliana had herself a drink.

"A little extra Black Magic for the necromancer of the hour," she quoted; she did not, thankfully, attempt the accent, but was it even really that necessary to also guess where the line had been cribbed from? "Happy birthday, Liliana."

Liliana took a moment to just look at the drink, especially the lime, and shook her head. "No man is perfect, but he does come so dangerously close," she murmured, more to herself than actually to Summer as she took a sip.

"Thank you, darling," she said. "This is delicious. And it truly has been magnificent."

Summer's brow lifted slightly and she looked as though she might be saving something for the ammo chamber in an argument later.

Which of course she wasn't actually doing because she surely didn't hear anything, not her! It was so loud in the bar, man, those zombies were really wailing, huh?

"Good," she said with a nod. "But I'd expect no less. You don't seem like the kind of person to settle for anything less than magnificent for your birthday."

Who could she possibly be arguing with that Liliana's comments would be relevant anyway? And over what?

"I never settle for anything less for any reason," she declared, giving Summer a wink. "But especially not in honor of myself, no. And how about yourself, darling? You don't seem much for settling yourself."

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