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Happy Hour!
George Cooper.
Tending Bar.
He makes a couple of quick additions to the Specials Board and then announces:
"Tonight's drinks are; Gentleman's Club , Gila Monster, Gingerbread Man #2 and Godchild .."
"What'll it be?"
Tending Bar.
He makes a couple of quick additions to the Specials Board and then announces:
"Tonight's drinks are; Gentleman's Club , Gila Monster, Gingerbread Man #2 and Godchild .."
"What'll it be?"
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He grins at her.
"Evening, Delia."
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Evening.
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He fills the glass with ice cubes and starts adding the ingredients.
As he stirs he asks, "How are you? I've seen hide nor hair of you these past few weeks.."
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"Hmm ... I wonder what the theme could be tonight."
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... Look, Penelope isn't strictly opposed to godchildren-- but nor is she in favor.
Gila monsters, gingerbread, and gentlemen's clubs, however, can all go hang.
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[Though really, it shouldn't have been..]
And it causes him to laugh out loud.
"..you have a bias against Gingerbread men?" he asks, raising an eyebrow.
"Dare I even ask?"
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It should be noted that said stomach is perfectly all right, a fact that she will sheepishly agree to if pressed.
"They're not terribly good for you, you know," she informs him.
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[
Or the rest of her. Really.]"Cookies were never intended to be good for you.."
He grins.
"Else they'd lose their inherent ...cookie-ness."
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"Cookie-ness? Is that a technical term?"
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He even manages to keep a straight face as he says it.
Mostly.
".. and now, to segue away from this deeply intellectual discussion on the inherent nature of the cookie - how are you, Miss Penelope Clearwater?"
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It's too fun to ask questions you know the answer to already!
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A pause.
And a glass of apple juice appears on the bar.
George says nothing.
..The grin says it all really.
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Well. Try more than one sip, anyway.
It kind of sucked.
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He grins.
He is sorry.
Just not that sorry.
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"I'll manage it, someday. Just you watch."
Really!
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Bar serves her anything she wants. Benefit of being dead.
She grins at George, slipping into the seat beside Kon. "Can I try a Gentleman's Club? I always wanted to see the inside of one of them, I guess drink form's something, at least."
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He glances at the girl as he starts preparing her drink.
He's never seen her before.
She's teasing Kon. So he likes her already.
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