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If there was any madness afoot, it had blissfully flown right over Lucifer's head, as per usual. He had been enjoying his week, and he was planning to continue enjoying his week by wandering down to the Perk and inspiring the baristas into their best Extreme Shake work.

"I think you may have outdone yourself," he said, looking at the massive tower of strawberry before him.

He whipped out his phone. "I am putting this all over Insta," he promised, "And if you let me film you making the next one, TikTok."

He'd figure out how to take the thing with him to his seat in a minute. Social media were calling!

[[ open! ]]

sith_said

"What's thes aw abit?" Cait asked suspiciously, when Tino handed Cait a tiny red, white, and blue flag. "New things tae stick in th' drinks? Whit abit th' umbrellas? A' fowk likes th' umbrellas!"

Even after an explanation, Cait wasn't entirely sure what the flags having to go in drinks meant with a holiday this world was having on Sunday but, really, the bigger problem was—

"Hoo mony boxes ay them dae we hae!?" he protested, looking at the floor to ceiling pile of boxes filled with, he was told, just… more flags. So many more flags.

"Weel," Cait said, " Ah guess everyone's gettin' at leest a dizzen per drink…."

No, he didn't care how hard that would make a drink to actually drink either.

Caritas is Open!

firstofitskind

You know what Liam was doing today?

Filling in reports regarding a break-in at Stark's apartment. No, Stark had not actually filed charges, but there really wasn't much of anything else to do, was there?

Looks like there was going to officially be dirt about you On File now, Faye. Sorry (not sorry) about that!

sith_said

There was a stuffed toy cat on the bar today!

That's right, Cait was actually bothering to do his job. Which, to be fair, was mostly just him telling Tino what to do, being mostly ignored, and then him flicking beer nuts at Tino and telling him he would have to clean those himself because Cait wasn't going to do it.

And what did Tino even mean that it was Cait's fault there was a mess on the floor? He didn't know what Tino was talking about!

He was as innocent as the day he was born!

Not that he'd actually been born—he'd been made thank you very much--but the frustration on Tino's face? Priceless.

Today's Special
Mixed Drinks 50% Off

But good luck getting a real mixed drink out of Cait because he was just going to literally mix random things together. He was the best bartender, don't even.

Caritas is Open!

[And OCD free!]

my_own_advocate

Well, their luck had had to run out one way or another eventually.

Octavia was a raccoon again, and Lucifer was annoyed about it. Who knew how long it was going to take this time? Another month? Three months? The full year?

"Another extreme shake, mr. Morningstar?" the barista chirped.

Lucifer glared at her. "I want coffee," he said. "Just dump as much sugar in it as you can possibly find behind the counter."

He was very, very annoyed by the situation, and not at all relieved he had something to turn all of his restless strange feelings on that wasn't himself. Yep.

[[ open ]]

sith_said

Cait wasn't entirely sure he was staying for his whole shift.

Sure, he was a terrible employee but he usually did stay for the whole shift when he bothered to show up so leaving would mark a new level of terrible but…

But…

Did he really have to put up with this?

"Tino…," he said slowly and hating that he had to ask this, but he needed to know: "Whaur is yer sark?"

Tino, shirtless Tino, just shrugged at him.

Cait edged as far away from him as possible. These were dire times.

Caritas is Open!

[And OCD-free!]

sith_said

Now, Cait didn't actually need to sleep, being a plush-cat who wasn't all plushie on the inside, so other than when The Boss (who was decidedly not the one paying him to 'work' at the bar) decided he needed some maintenance and, even that, was less sleep and more shut down or offline.

That absolutely wasn't stopping Cait from dragging in a cat bed he'd liberated from Furnado, placing it on top of the bar, and collapsing in it as if he were, you know, dying.

It was entirely worth it just to hear Tino grumble about how he had to do everything about here.

"Ye mostly certainly dae!" Cait said cheerfully and went back to theatrically dying.

Caritas is Open!

sith_said

Today's Special
Make the cat do something!

Cait Sith eyed the board as he came in. "Pure? Ye hink that's gonnae help yer cause at aw? Ur 'at it will wark?"

Tino pointed out that it was, in fact, Cait's job to make drinks for people.

"Nae, nae, nae!" he scoffed. "Dornt be riddy!"

Cait's first order of business—well, second, since he counted the first as showing up--was to fix the special's board:

Today's Special
~~Make the cat do something!~~
Three dollars off all drinks if you get Tino to make them!

"Much better!" Cait announced. "See 'at wasnae sae stoaner! Noo gie tae wark!"

Caritas is Open!

chef_chocobro

Since his class was tomorrow, Ignis was back on the island after returning to Insomnia to attend to his usual duties, and while he was still not completely on board with this arrangement, he was at least open to giving it a try. As such, he had decided to take the offer of the extra room with Seivarden; it would certainly be more convenient and cost-effective than relying on the hotel while he was here, and his boarder seemed a decent enough person.

There was, of course, the fact that she did not seem to possess a coffee maker, which was something of the highest order to be taken care of almost immediately.

First, though, for now, Ignis was going to enjoy the coffee at the local cafe, which he felt was far superior in quality than what passed for an excuse for coffee at the bus terminal, though was a little lacking to what he might get back home, settle in comfortably at a table, and get started on finalizing his lesson plans and cirriculum for the class. Just because he was not entirely pleased with his teaching arrangements here, that did not mean that he shouldn't put forth the best effort possible and ensure that it was the best class on culinary basics he could offer.

[[ open perk is open! potential sp, though, because ugh ]]

sith_said

It was hard to say just where Cait had been hiding for the week or how he managed to get to the bar unscathed aside from smelling a bit like hot chocolate.

He wasn't telling.

Instead, he was finding a bottle of scotch, hugging it to himself, and glowering at Tino when the suggestion was made to maybe find a glass.

"I huvnae e'en started skitin' it yit," Cait informed him which was accurate, since the bottle hadn't been opened. It was just being hugged. So far. "Go gie burst by candy."

Caritas is Open!

sith_said

"Whit is thes?" Cait asked, trying to figure out where the music was coming from. It wasn't the weird almost music near the kitchens—though that was still there. Instead it was, dare the narrative say it, almost…

Swifty.

Tino shrugged.

"Weel, ah suppose," he said, "at leest it's nae abit th' fat cheil."

Caritas is Open!

somethingwithturquoise

Summer had a whole giant box of super weird jello flavors at home right now, but she was waiting to bust those out after the new year, especially since there were only so many days she could get away with obnoxiously Christmas themed jello shots.

Well, okay, technically speaking, she could probably get away with doing Christmas themed jello shots whenever she damn well felt like it, because who could really stop her and that wasn't even remotely close to the worst thing she could ever do to jello, but still!

One of them was definitely inspired by what she could only assume had been today's bit of holiday weirdness, though, and the other one?

Well.

It's probably best not to think about what inspired Summer when it came to those shots...

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!
Santa Hats
Mt. Fuji King Crab

Caritas is open!

sith_said

Cait knew enough about the way the island worked at this point to know that, if he didn't show up for his Friday night shift on this weekend of all weekends he might actually get in trouble.

Since, however terrible he was at showing up consistently, this was a weekend where people might actually need to drink their troubles away.

"…what dae ye pure techt there's still nae booze?" he demanded. "We're gonnae virgin fur th' weekend?! That's a gantin' idea!"

Good grief.

Caritas is Open! And alcohol free.

sith_said

"Whit?"

Cait eyed Tino suspiciously as he took his place behind the bar, ready to do almost anything except his actual job—though he would if necessary and he couldn't foist it off on Tino—but, all the same, Tino's question had Cait squinting at him.

"Wa woods ah hae gain anywhaur near paintbaa? Mah fur woods be ruined, paint woods tak' forever tae gie aff ay me, nae thenk ye! An' whit sort ay question was 'at anyway? Ur ye tryin' tae see me ruined? Dae ye want me tae swatch loch a mess? It's nae loch mud, which washes it wi' a bit ay water! Ah cannae believe yoo've e'en speart abit me in relation tae paintbaa! Ay which thaur is nae relation!"

Caritas is Open!

sith_said

"Whaur hae ah bin?"

Yeah, as if Cait was going to answer that—especially not when the question was from Tino.

"Th' bigger question is whaur hae ye bin?" No, that didn't make sense and Cait had mostly asked just to confuse him. The fact that Tino had an answer was something Cait hadn't counted on but was willing to roll with. "A ceilidh? Haur? Weel, 'en, it's aw oan ye tae clean it up! Chop chop!"

Yeah, Cait was not going to be any help as he settled behind the bar.

Quite possibly for a… cat nap. Hush.

Caritas is Open!

[And OCD free!]

somethingwithturquoise

Summer just let out a big, long sigh of relief when she settled behind the counter of Caritas for her shift. Caritas which had air conditioning and Caritas which didn't have several feet of lemon Squishy to bail out of, Caritas which didn't have a fine sheen of stickiness coating everything that needed to be scrubbed away, Caritas which didn't have bees.

There were a few flies around the zombies, sure, but that was pretty normal.

She'd made an effort at least look somewhat presentable tonight for her shift, since the only clothes she seemed to have left were the very same ones she'd been wearing all day while cleaning up Turtle & Canary after yesterday's little Squishy-splosion, but then it got to a point where she almost didn't care. It wasn't like she was suddenly going to impress someone in new ways just because she put on a cute top, right? She was just glad to be done cleaning and to be somewhere where there was booze, and a lot of it at this point.

Wednesday Jello Shot Special!
There are none.
It's just shots.
Just regular shots.
It's been a long day.

Caritas is open!

sith_said

"Why dae ye hae an axe?"

Usually Tino barely merited Cait's attention (unless there was work to foist off upon him) but he felt that the addition of a deadly weapon was reason enough speak with him directly.

Especially once he got a better look at the set up Tino had going on.

"We dornt hae a throwin' range! A argie-bargie o' boatles leadin` up tae a boss wall isnae a throwin' range! We're nae th' other bar!"

The zombies didn't seem concerned about it but, then, Cait supposed that this was because they were already dead. Undead? Previously living?

Enjoying their after-death?

"I'll teel Kitty oan ye!"

Because there was no way in hell Cait was going to try and get the axe away from Tino himself.

Caritas is Open!

sith_said

Cait Sith sidled into his shift at Caritas oh so carefully.

Why? Because it had been a week of goats and puppies apparently and, while he'd been spared some of it, Beaker hadn't been and Cait had no wish to be chewed on more to balance the cosmic scales or something.

Look, puppies had already been in the bar once. It was just smart to be careful!

Luckily, only the zombie band and Tino were in the bar when he got there and that, well, he didn't care about.

"Ye'r hackit enough tae be a goat bit, sae far, ye'v hud th' guid sense tae nae huv a go tae sloch me," he said to Tino. "Ye kin bade."

For now.

Look, someone had to make the drinks Cait didn't feel like making!

Caritas is Open!

somethingwithturquoise

Summer wasn't sure exactly what was going on, if it was some sort of party or whatever, but it was good to see a little more activity in the bar that evening, even if that activity was coming from a rowdy party (of about 20 at her best count, but they ran around a lot, which made it difficult to keep track) of small (roughly chicken-sized) men with blond hair, green tunics, and adorable little wooden swords. Were they celebrating something? She still didn't know. But several of them had disappeared and returned soaking wet from the pond as they kept trying to pick fights with each other, the zombies, Tino, herself...and then the rest of them, picking up quickly, just settled in for some karaoke, which was particularly interesting since most of them didn't even seem to talk, much less sing.

And all they ordered was milk. And a surprising amount of it.

Look, Summer was just glad that the place was busy tonight and that they all seemed to be having a good time, whatever, whoever they were.

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!
Red Potion
Green Potion
Blue Potion

Caritas is open!

[[ you know who you are, and look at what you did. ]]

sith_said

"Guid forenicht, guid forenicht!" Cait greeted the zombies as he wandered on in for his shift.

Tino looked at him expectantly.

"An' ye, ah guess, weel dain oan bein' haur," he said, clambering over the bar to get behind it. "Hiner yoo're ready tae wark stoaner!"

Because he wasn't planning to.

"'Main 'en noo, dornt sulk! Ah addressed ye, didne ah?"

Caritas is Open!

sith_said

The worst part of having a child show up for a weekend—and a wee, cheerful lad like Turk was hardly a terrible hardship—was all the questions that ensued from that strange impossibility.

Cait really didn't think about it all that much, since it was just a fact of his existence, but he was perfectly aware that he was an unholy amalgamation of a stuffed toy, a robot, and a teen boy's ability to literally breathe life into things.

Which… alright. Had Turk been like him, Cait would've thought the boss had had a hand in it and shrugged it off, but Turk had been more of Summer's child than his, physically, and that raised… questions.

"An' nae e'en mah ain questions!" Cait grumbled, nursing a Scotch at the bar. "But th' boss jist wulnae lit it drap! "

Letting it drop would be so much easier!

Caritas is Open!

somethingwithturquoise

Summer was in, of course, for her usual Monday orders around the store, but this week, she had a little helper with her. A very bright, bouncy, surprisingly easy to understand little boy with red hair and cat ears that proved to be very good at counting and made it a little bit of a game for himself to chirp off the inventory for his apparent mother so she could know what to order and how much, and was it bad that the main thing this had Summer wondering was how she should maybe get a Meeseeks all up in here to do her Monday ordering for her? Or at least help out?

(It was bad, and another alternate dimension Summer would encourage this Summer emphatically that this was a terrible idea, she tried it, it would not go well, oh.my.god).

Poor Turk (short for Turquoise, ohgod, they gave their kid a stripper name), though, was still a little disheartened that they had yet to track down his da. Summer, on the other hand, wondered if that was maybe a blessing, because she barely even knew Cait Sith, she had no idea what the reaction would be to her being all, 'oh, yeah, by the way, in some whacked out dimension, I guess we have a kid.'

She liked to think he'd roll with it pretty well, though, since he'd rolled pretty well with everything so far, and that's what she liked about him, but still...

Today's Squishy Flavors
Chicken Nuggets
Mac'n'Cheese
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

sith_said

"A ceilidh?! An' ah wasnae invited?!"

Cait Sith surveyed the remnants of what had obviously been a pretty good party for a long moment before he shrugged, already over it.

"Ah, weel, cannae attend them aw, ah suppose! An' ye! Ye!" he hollered, spotting Tino. "Ye gie tae clean aw ay thes up! As punishment fur missin' lest week!"

He would have made Tino clean it all up anyway.

But it was a good excuse!

Caritas is Open!

sith_said

"Tino, ye—"

Cait Sith stopped as he realized that Tino wasn't around. He confirmed that this was the case, checking out the backroom and under the tables and behind the zombie band (though good gods, he did not think the man had the gumption to hide there) and, just to be sure, even checked inside the fridge…

And nothing. Not a single sign of him.

"Th' nerve ay th' cheil," Cait said, settling behind the counter. "Skippin' it oan wark!"

Caritas is Open!

throughaphase

Kitty walked in to find the bar decked out in green, and there were adorable Irish setter puppies in the bar. She'd have blamed it on Tino, but he wasn't in yet, so... thanks, Fandom?

Whatever, she would be serving drinks while carrying a puppy around.

SPECIALS
Bailey's
Guinness
Puppies, I guess?

[IT MAKES ME FEEL BETTER. I'm deciding if you want to keep a puppy you should keep a puppy, otherwise they'll just be here for the day.]

my_own_advocate

The pillow forts had been... a challenge. They weren't exactly nightclubby, after all.

But Lucifer had had them dressed up with fairy lights - the expensive, fancy kind - and that, at least, lent them some kind of... panache.

Look, shut up. He was trying. In fact, he wasn't even at the piano today: the gremlin big band set the ambiance much better tonight. All it had taken was some bribes and a red-eyed glare about the whole 'biting humans' thing, and they were good to go, playing an assortment of classic tunes and pop covers.

The Devil's Nest was open.

[[ discussion of drug use in the comments ]]

sith_said

Cait came in to find that the specials had already been decided by Tino. That was a little disappointing, since he'd had his own plans, but all right…

Friday Night Specials!
Free Corona if you haven't been to the Mainland recently!

He looked at Tino and then back to the board again.

"Ah dornt gie it," he said, taking his seat behind the bar and fixing the man with a peculiar look. "Free swally? Whit kin' ay a special is 'at an' whit hae ye got against th' Mainlain?"

Caritas is Open!

[That Summer and Cait talked is FB, but what they talked about is NFB, please!]

notarockharpist

Yasha hadn't intended to go out today and end up with ice cream, for the record; she'd just been out wandering around the town when she realized an older ~~NPC~~ man kept eyeing her with nervous suspicion, from the other side of the street. And, well, she was used to people giving her that sort of look, but she didn't especially enjoy it.

So, rather than pretend to ignore that apprehensive look any longer, she just ducked into the nearest store entrance to get out of his line of sight, not paying any attention to the sign, and ended up startling the poor employee behind the counter badly with her abrupt entrance. Combined with ... yeah. It was probably the part where a tall musclebound woman carrying a giant sword had come barging through the front door, without preamble and with a slightly frantic expression on her face, that had done that. Then in her efforts to keep him from freaking out and also sort of apologize for scaring him in the first place, Yasha finally blurted out, "Listen, what's the biggest, weirdest thing on your menu? Just -- just give me that. Please? Okay."

... which was how she came to be sitting here, staring at the Skywalker Special in front of her, sampling a little bit of each flavor, and kind of wishing Jester could be here to appreciate this giant sugary monument. She was going to get pictures of it, at least, now that she had the hang of using the camera on her phone. Not that she knew how to actually get them to Jester short of turning up in person, but trying to puzzle out how she'd make that work should keep her thoughts nice and occupied for a while, right?

[OOC: ... idk. Still trying to, like, jumpstart myself, I guess? Post open, usual SP disclaimers apply.]

my_own_advocate

Some days, you woke up and you found yourself in a certain kind of mood...

... which was entirely why Lucifer was behind the piano on Tuesday night, really hamming his way through some Bowie classics. Loud voice ringing through the club, a grin on his face and a flourish on the keys.

Not a bad night for the stray audience of mainlanders and islandfolk in tonight.

[[ open after the ocd ]]

sith_said

How wonderful! It was his second week of being gainfully employed!

Not that the owner of this fine establishment knew that but Cait wasn't worried about it because if it was a problem then, most certainly, it would have made itself clear by now!

"Och aye, aam back!" he said cheerfully to the guy. Tino, something or other, he'd gathered. Cait still… didn't much care. " An' ye can dae me a favoor an' explain th' deid bloke bain tae me! Wa ur they nae bloodthirsty, flesh-hungry monster?"

It was an important question, truly, though he was glad they weren't bloodthirsty, flesh-hungry monsters despite the fact that he had neither blood nor flesh for them to eat.

Specials?
GET TINO TO MAKE YOU SOMETHING!

And since the aforementioned Tino only sighed, Cait was convinced he'd gotten the name right.

Excellent, excellent.

Caritas is Open!

somethingwithturquoise

That evening, Summer had finally gotten around to introducing the zombies to snake jazz, although it was pretty clear that Tino was not a fan.

"Oh, come on," said Summer, who was probably having a little too much fun dancing to it behind the bar, but it was impossible not to, "don't you love it? My little brother got bitten by a snake in space and killed it with a hubcap, and my grampa had to scan its planet's culture for an anti-venom, and they found this." She threw up her hands a little and did a little twirl before letting her hips lead her to the next drink to make. "It's my jam!"

And then Tino had to go ahead and ask if you really could alter the course of an entire species' evoltuion like that without repreccussions?

"Gee," said Summer, rolling her eyes at Tino, "I don't know, Tino; can you alter the course of being a giant fucking nerd?

"It was a rhetorical question, Tino," Summer added after he opened his mouth to respond, turning away and jumping back on that jam. "We know you can't."

Wednesday Jello Shot Special!
Sweet Tea and Ginger Lemonade

Caritas is open!

[[ when canon gives you little gifts, you use them, dammit ]]

throughaphase

So! This pollen thing sure still was going on, huh! Kitty would have appreciated knowing that was going to be a thing when she set that up! Though it might also bring in more super frustrated people towards the end of this week?

The flyer on the door advertised Three Minute Dates tonight ~~though it was easy enough to miss if you were distracted/wanted to be surprised~~ and there were plenty of available drinks, along with Tino at the bar, who was happy to sign you up for tonight. Maybe without you knowing about it.

At 8:00 on the dot, the zombie band, dressed in tuxedos and please don't ask how they got them on, began to play something that sounded suspiciously like Barry White. And after that intro, Kitty walked out to the microphone, where a banner reading "WELCOME TO THREE MINUTE DATES" unfurled behind her.

"Good evening, all, and welcome to the triumphant return of Three Minute Dates!" Kitty greeted them. "If you've never experienced this before, the rules are simple! Your names will be read off in pairs. You will sit at one of these lovely tables here. You will have five minutes to talk and get to know each other. Exchange numbers. What have you. After those five minutes, you'll hear a gong-" Or a bell, or a buzzer, who even knew anymore. "-and move on to the next partner. You'll have five rounds, and if there's someone you hit it off with, feel free to stick around and get a drink with them once the dates are over. Oh! And don't have sex in my bar."

That was important.

"And with that over with, let's-"

And with that, the gong went off too early- prematurely, you might say- and it was on to the event!

[Three minutes = ten comments total, five per person. Feel free to go a little over but don't get carried away. You have other dates to get to! A regular bar post will go up later, and you can absolutely finish things up on Sunday!

OCD ~~a-coming!~~ a-here! Go forth and date for exactly three minutes!

If I made a blatant mistake, like doubling people up or you dating yourself when you did not tell me you could date yourself, grab me via email or in the OOC thread and I will adjust!]

Bar | Round One | Round Two | Round Three | Round Four | Round Five | OOC | Post-dates Caritas

sith_said

"Welcome, welcome! It's sae brammer tae be haur, please be guid tae Cait Sith! Aam new haur, jist started, dornt ye ken! "

Well now, Wednesday had gone so well that Cait Sith had wandered on back to Caritas on Friday to see if it would go similarly as well… and it didn't seem to be open.

Which meant he'd have to be the one to get things started, no harm, no fuss. Old Cait was up for it. Permission? Pah, who needed that anyway? It was right obvious that no one had this day and it suited him just fine and that clearly meant that it was his for the taking!

"What's yer nam?" he asked Tino, ignoring the incredible 'WTF' look he was getting as he settled himself behind the bar, considering the height of the counter. "Ah, ne'er min'! It's nae important! Let's gie thes shaw oan th' road!"

Specials?
ANYTHING YOUR HEART DESIRES!

Did Cait know how to make drinks?

No, no he did not.

Caritas is open!

somethingwithturquoise

Honestly, Summer had bigger things to worry about and had had much weirder things going on with her body before, and she sort of accepted her fate of being pretty much eternally sexually frustrated as a basic-ass troll on this island of crazy beautiful people, so her only big concern for that evening was Tino. Who was, by her estimation, pretty much an actual troll and the idea of having to work with him today was pretty much, like, nightmare fuel.

So she got right to it, armed and equipped with a clipboard as she came breezing in for her shift that night. "Hey, Tino?" she started, and was not at all reluctant to use the fact that she was wearing a crop top and cut off shorts to help be more convincing. "Listen, I just got a text from Kitty," she did not receive any text for Kitty, "that says we need to do some emergency inventory in the back roo..."

She trailed off when she saw his face, and she saw a big flaw in this plan. "No. No! That was not a come on! We both can't be in the back room, and before you even suggest it, no, one of the zombies cannot watch the bar in the meantime..."

She trailed off again, realizing that wasn't such a bad idea--

--NO. NO! It was a bad idea, it was a horrible idea, god, Summer, your standards were sometimes super questionable, but come on!

"You," she said, shoving the clipboard into Tino's chest and then shoving him toward the backroom, "inventory. Now." And then closed the door after him, considered whether or not it locked from the outside, but, just to be safe, she was just going to go ahead and do some arranging to effectly block the door.

"There. Better."

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials
Sex on the Beach
(I mean, obviously, what else?)

Caritas is open!

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