Caritas; Wednesday [12/11].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer pretty much knew what to expect today when she came into the bar. She had, after all, spent whatever time she wasn't using to make jello shots for tonight or do some online holiday shopping trying to prevent her cat for torturing the small balls of sugar rolling around and making disturbingly cute little sounds at her every chance they got.

It had been an ongoing battle, and she was sure she was going to return to a sentient-sugarball massacre in her apartment when she got home tonight, but, right now, she was just watching the balls rolling around the bar and having a grand old time, giggling and leaving trails of sugar everywhere.

"I hope you know," she stated, plainly and clearly, as she looked at Tino a moment before finally breaking out of her distraction to get to work, "that I'm not cleaning any of that up tonight."

She started cleaning a glass and then paused.

"Wait," she realized, "if they're going to just disappear tomorrow, does that mean the mess they leave behind will, too?"

That would make things so much easier, but she still kind of hoped that at least Tino still had to clean something up.

It was good for him! It built character!

Featured Cocktail
Peppermint Espresso Martini

Featured Jello
Winter Funderland
Strawberry Green Apple
Gingerbread Fireball



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The Stage - 12/11.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Now with adorable sugar ball background accompaniment!

The Bar - 12/11.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Now with the occasional sugar ball rolling past your line-up of jello shots!

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[stykera]

Stark was very careful not to step on any of the little sugar balls as he walked in to Caritas.

"Hi," he said with a grin before he leaned across the bar for the usual kiss.

"Going okay?"

No ball related problems?

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[somethingwithturquoise]

The sounds they made when accidentally stepped on were so adorable, too! That made it a million times worse!

"Not yet," Summer answered back with a grin as she settled back from that kiss and immediately began to set down some shots for Stark....once the sugar ball rolled by with a giggling sound, anyway. "But that would make things go a little more interestingly. How about you? Sugar balls making you regret your sweet tooth yet?"

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[stykera]

That was why he was trying not to crunch them!

"I wonder if it might make things worse to be high," Stark mused. "What if the balls started talking? And I'm just trying to avoid the balls. I haven't eaten any!"

He couldn't. Not when they were making noises like that.

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer did appreciate that Stark felt the need to specify that he hadn't, though.

"I fully expect to return home to an all-put sugar ball massacre," she admitted. "But maybe I'll luck out and Pancakes will be over it by now. Or too lazy to really put in the effort."

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[deathsmajesty]

"Hello, Stark darling," Liliana said, leaning against the bar next to him. "And how are you today?"

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[stykera]

"I'm doing well," Stark said, shooing a sugar ball away from his remaining jello shots.

"I like this time of year. Even when it's cold."

"How are you?"

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[deathsmajesty]

"It is a quite charming time of year, isn't it?" Liliana asked. "Though the cold itself is highly unnecessary and I resent it utterly."

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[suitably_heroic]

please tell me ur busy on christmas day

Hello to you too, Jack.

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Well. Summer was definitely squinting at that message with suspicion. And a sort of contrary defiance.

y? What happens if I'm not?

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[suitably_heroic]

Jack sighed, sitting back. every yr they make me come out n do xmas songs for the building, he texted mulishly, dane thinks i shuld invite u.

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer snorted, because, oh, the things she could try and unpack out of that response, but she decided to start with:

and what? U don't want me there?

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[magnificent_bitch_face]

Having fully recovered from yesterday’s shower incident and finally securing a place to stay and work, Percy found himself in a much better mood today. He decided it was time to be social and learn more about the island. And what better place to start than one with wine readily available and a friendly bartender?

"Hello, Summer," Percy said cheerfully as he took a seat at the bar. "A glass of wine, please... and the chance to thank you again for your gift from last week."

He held up the phone she’d given him, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "This ‘internet’ thing is utterly fascinating, though I must say it seems to be full of rude people and spelling errors."

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Yeah, well," Summer sort of gave Percy a wry grin and a shrug of her shoulder, "how is that any different from the wider world as a whole? Unless you're actually from a place that's all sunshine and rainbows all the time, but somehow I doubt that.

"But you're welcome. Glad it's working out for you. And what kind of wine?" she then asked. "What are we feeling tonight?"

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[magnificent_bitch_face]

Here’s a polished version of your passage:

"I'm afraid I don't know much about the wines of this world—or others," Percy admitted, a touch of disappointment in his tone.

"Generally, I prefer the reds from Kamordah. The volcanic soil there lends them a rich, earthy quality that's hard to replicate. So, I shall have to rely on you as my sommelier. Guide me to a solid red, if you would. And then," he added with a small flourish, "I insist you pour yourself a glass as well. Both as a thank you and to help celebrate my new venture on this island."

Of course, Percy knew next to nothing about this world’s wines. But he'd researched just enough to find the word "sommelier" and it delighted him to use it.

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[somethingwithturquoise]

More like a Summer-lier, am I right???

Thankfully, Summer had too much respect for herself to actually make that joke, and she had decided, as Percy answered, to pretty much go through the list of wines she knew Ignis had approved of, until he mentioned pouring herself one, and her nose wrinkled, because they meant finding one that both she and Ignis agreed on.

Because what? Like she was going to just say no to someone buying her a drink? Come on. Be serious.

But then her eyes landed on one that elicited an "ah-ha!" out of her as she pulled out a bottle to show him. "Perfect," she decided, based on the volcano alone, and she started to open it and pour, "right? I'm more partial to sangria myself," she set down Percy's glass for him and started on her own, "but I do like to try new stuff, too.

"Tell me about this new venture."

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[deathsmajesty]

And lo, it was one of the rare occasions when Liliana decided to grace Caritas with her presence, you're welcome assembled townsfolk.

"Evening darlings," she called as she sauntered into the bar, unfastening her fur mantle. "So is this what is meant by sugar plum fairies?"

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[magnificent_bitch_face]

"I'm afraid I cannot contribute to the subject," Percy said, toasting Liliana with his glass of wine. "Fairies I've dealt with. Sugar plums are a novel concept that I am unfamiliar with. Unless they are simply fairies but I would say they are rather tricky entities who should not be trusted. Greetings and salutations, Liliana. How have you been?"

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[deathsmajesty]

"Delightful, darling, positively delightful," Liliana said, giving Percy a smile and a wink. She was always doing delightfully, Percy. Mostly because she was Liliana and only did as she pleased, but also because those times when she wasn't, she absolutely lied about it! "I adore this time of year on the island. Not the weather, of course, I detest the cold, but the whimsy is quite dear. And how are you settling in? I heard something about taking over Amaya's forge?"

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer sort of stared at Liliana for a moment.

"Ohmygod," she said, sounding deeply offended, "is that what those are supposed to be??"

If so, she had notes. Where were the wings? Where was the plum? But it did....sort of make sense anyway, didn't it?

Re: The Bar - 12/11.

[deathsmajesty]

"I honestly don't know," Liliana said with a laugh. "I've met many types of faeries, but never a 'sugar plum' one, but it seemed possible enough on the tin that it made sense to ask. But enough about that, let's move on to more interesting topics. How are you doing, Summer darling?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

Now with adorable sugar balls potentially getting crushed under your butt as you sit down on a chair not realizing they're there!

The Back Room - 12/11.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Now with....yeah, okay, you know what? You get the bit by now, right?

OOC - 12/11.

[somethingwithturquoise]

I am absolutely not prepared to do anything today, blah.