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milliways_bar2006-05-19 08:54 am
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After Prue turned him invisible and brought him back to the bar, Harold's been hanging out in Prue's room. However when he woke up this morning he realized that he's hungry and in need of food. So, veeeeery quietly, he and Snowball head downstairs. He clambers onto a barstool, ready to order some fruit. Then he realizes that speaking will make someone notice him..or lack of him. Drawing offers the same problem.
So he places his hands on Bar and thinks really really hard, hoping that Bar is a smart bar.
...when nothing happens (or perhaps he wasn't patient enough) he frowns more. Giving in, he gets as close as he can to Bar's surface and whispers as quiet as he can, "Fwuit pwease."
A bowl of assorted fruit appears in front of him and he grins wide. He begins to eat.
[OOC: Feel free to stare at the floating fruit, stumble over Snowball, even try to sit in the stool where Harold is..]
So he places his hands on Bar and thinks really really hard, hoping that Bar is a smart bar.
...when nothing happens (or perhaps he wasn't patient enough) he frowns more. Giving in, he gets as close as he can to Bar's surface and whispers as quiet as he can, "Fwuit pwease."
A bowl of assorted fruit appears in front of him and he grins wide. He begins to eat.
[OOC: Feel free to stare at the floating fruit, stumble over Snowball, even try to sit in the stool where Harold is..]