Caritas; Wednesday [03/12].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer had considered popping into the bar early that morning to take a peek at any new namedcocktails added to the secret menu to maybe base a few jello shots on, but that was way more extra work to bother with, especially when she could just actually be extra lazy and just lean into St. Patrick's Stuff.

Well, when it came to her jello, even her lazy was still pretty great, but still!

But once she was there, she was goingbto check the new one doubt and hope they weren't too obnoxious to make, but, hey! On the plus side, if they were annoying, she knew exactly who to blame for it!

Featured Cocktail
Shamrock Sour

Featured Jello
Lucky Irishman
Thin Mint
Pot O Gold
Corned Beef and Cabbage

Caritas is open!

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[deathsmajesty]

"Hello Summer darling," Liliana said, swanning in. "I don't suppose you happen to make drinks to-go, do you?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"I...don't know if I've ever actually had that question before," Summer realized, tilting her head a little as she considered it and decided to just lean on her excessove drug use as an excuse if she was offending someone with this narrative by having forgotten any such occasion.

But, more importantly:

"Why do you need it to go?"

[deathsmajesty]

"Because Ignis hasn't had a chance to try The Liliana yet and that won't do at all."

You know, in its full twenty-four hours of existence and all.

[somethingwithturquoise]

There was a pause.

"What? And is he all of a sudden too good to come in and get one himself?"

Like, rude, Ignis. The absolute nerve of some people.

Although, on the other hand....you had Liliana just fetching drinks for you, Scientia? Respect.

[deathsmajesty]

Excuse you, Summer, she wasn't fetching him drinks, she was coming in to enjoy one herself and then bringing one home, thank you.

As proven by her settling at the bar and looking over the jello shots as she replied, "I've had him playing hooky for nearly all of February," she said with immense satisfaction. "I figured I'd give him a few more days of industry before I once more begin playing merry havoc on his work schedule."

One week of work per one month of play sounded about right to Liliana.

"Though if you wish to call and attempt chivvy him here, I'm all for it. Oooh, how can I say no to a Pot O' Gold?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

Oh, come on, we all knew the reality of the situation was that Liliana was just benefiting from someone's brain being absolute garbage for RP lately, and the narration could say that, because Summer was allowed to be insufferable meta.

"It's got a little rainbow!" she announced cheerfully, grabbing one and setting it in front of Liliana proudly.

"But you know what?" she added, slipping her phone out of her pocket. "Just for that, I'm saying no on the to-go and getting his ass in here."

And, with that, she began a text, because she knew how much text-to-voice annoyed him and this way Liliana also wouldn't know what she was saying, either (unless he told her later, which he probably would, the traitor).

She typed for a bit and then smugly sent the message and turned brightly back to Liliana.

"So two Lilianas as well?"

She was honestly stoked to get to make one of the new drinks and not just on her own time.

[deathsmajesty]

But the point was that Liliana still benefitted! As was right and proper.

"Oh, that's not just the pot's handle?" Liliana asked, because the link between pots of gold and rainbows was impossible to fathom without explanation. "Interesting. And, yes, absolutely. And should Ignis choose work instead of responding to your invitation, then I'm afraid he'll just have to miss out."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"And how could he possibly want to miss out on even more>/i> of you than he already gets?" Summer asked, with just that liiiiittle bit of extra amount of saccharine and eyelash fluttering as she started to gather up what she'd need to make the drink.

"But, no," she added, "although that is a really cute interpretation of it. The rainbow ties into the myth about their being a pot of gold at a rainbow's end. It's a whole thing for St. Patrick's Day coming up."

[deathsmajesty]

"It's true," Liliana said with an playfully arrogant toss of her hair. "It's been far too long since he's had the taste of Liliana on his tongue, anyway." She considered for a moment. "Do you happen to know if you have any mulberry juice? Or wine? That might be an interesting substitution for the elderflower tonic."

Irrimberry wine would probably suit as well. Something to experiment with at home, perhaps.

"I've heard of St. Patrick's Day, though I don't really know much about the trappings, save the color green seems to play a major role." And no angels, always a bonus.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"I mean," said Summer, leaning back against little to look underneath a section of the bar, after a big fat roll of her eyes, "I kind of usually figure this place is like T&C, in that we pretty much have everything. It's just a matter of being able to find i--"

A bottle of mulberry wine was suddenly being thrust toward her, and she immediately gave Tino a withering look for his trouble. Great. Now she'd have to thank him.

Wait. No she didn't.

"Thanks," she said anyway, practically out of relief and then grunted in irritation. "Damn it!"

Whatever, she brushed it off and held up the bottle.

"Thinking of all remix?"

[deathsmajesty]

"It's at least worth a try to see if I can incorporate part of my signature scent in there," Liliana said. "I think it will likely overpower the creme de violette, but I shouldn't discount it until I've at least tried."

[chef_chocobro]

Ignis might actually not tell Liliana what Summee had sent him, because that meant actually coming up with what she'd said.

But whatever those mystery texts may have conveyed,Ignis did arrive, finding Liliana at the bar with a much ease as his arm found itself sliding around her waist.

"And so it would seem," he announced, interrupting himself for a kiss before it became far too overdue, "I have been summoned, with the promise of something I simply cannot miss and tge assurance that gelatin is not even remotely involved."

[deathsmajesty]

It probably made reference to certain secrets anyway.

Liliana laughed, her hands skimming over his face in silent approval, and kissed him again. "It's true," she informed him with a sunny smile. "I'm certain Summer has in the past and will in the future demand your presence for mere trifles, but in this instance, not only is she entirely correct, she might even be underselling it a little."

A noise, as a glass was pushed along the counter to rest in front of him. "Your opinion is being sought."

[chef_chocobro]

His soft smile at her cool touch on his face was undenisble; Ignis took a moment to just enjoy and revel in it before his hand reached out to intercept the path of the glass sliding across the bar.

"As convinces as I am that 'unterstatement' hardly exists in her vocabulary," he said, "I quite believe you're right I n that regard, my darling."

He lifted the glass, with a slightly curious tilt in his head as he considered its size, its weight, whether it clinked when he swirled it and aromas wafting up with that swirl as well.

"The result if Kitty's named drink even last night, I presume?" he asked. "With you as its namesake, 'Iana, it had best be beyond exceptional."

[deathsmajesty]

"Oh it is," Liliana assured him. "Though I'm already planning a variation, just because I can. The light and floral version for the spring and summer, and a heavier and tarter version for the fall and winter, perhaps."

That trailing hand slid down the column of his throat. "Drink," she murmured. "And regret that I require your unvarnished opinion, so your first taste cannot, sadly be from my lips."

[chef_chocobro]

Hearing Liliana talk about altering the drink to suit seasons was almost as much of a driving force behind the that rumbling hum gathered in his throat as her fingers dancing along it had been.

Almost.

"I will, of course," he informed her, "need to demand exactly that once that initial taste has been accomplished. For comparisons sake, of course."

But he did then take that sip, after one more deep breath to start picking out the scent of the mix before letting his taste buds confirm. And he held it there and considered a moment further before chasing it with a second drink.

"And the color?" he inquired.

[deathsmajesty]

It made far more sense to alter drinks to suit the seasons over clocks and they were forced to endure the latter already.

"A deep royal purple," she confirmed. "Thanks to a small bit of butterfly pea powder, since the proper color is a kind of...murky purple-gray. And shimmery. Of course."

Bitches loved shimmer.

[chef_chocobro]

"Of course," Ignis agreed, and the glass in his hand tilted back and forth a little as he imagined the shimmer riding on that rich purple swirl, bringing to mind a thick swatch of stars across a deep and dark night sky.

"Perfect," he said, his smile warm and fond, and he took another sip before setting the glass down so both his arms could wrap around Liliana to bring her closer still for another kiss, so that she could have her first taste of it from his lips.

"Though still quite the pale comparison to the original," he added.

Not that she needed him to tell her that.

But he rather suspected she wouldn't exactly mind hearing it, either.

[deathsmajesty]

Not even a little bit.

She allowed herself a smile as the kiss ended; she hadn't been concerned he wouldn't like her drink, of course, but it was nice to know he had enjoyed it. "It's dreadfully expensive to make, and free for me to order."

That's right baby, she said your favorite word.