Happy Hour

[awesome_lilly]

Indy and Veronica did Happy Hour together last week. Indy's heard about it ever since, from a deeply (if perhaps a bit theatrically) wounded Lilly. His protest of "but Princess, I've been asking ya to do Happy Hour for ages and you've always said it sounded like too much work" fell on deaf ears, but eventually he figured out how to make it up to her.

Lilly's getting her own Happy Hour. She's behind the bar, chalking up the specials list with a serious look on her face. There's not much that Lilly takes seriously, but alcohol is on the list.

That's why the specials are mostly shots.

Three Stages of Friendship
Virgin Whore
Sweet Flower

She smiles triumphantly up at the board celebrating a few of her favorite things. The liquor bottles are within easy reach. The shot glasses have been washed and lined up. Her skirt is shorter than her apron. This is as close to ready as it gets.

"What up, Milliways? Who wants a drink?"

Comments

[gramarye1971]

It's a minor miracle that he's still able to look her in the face at this point.

It may also be a minor miracle that Meg is still in her relatively constant undead state.

'Miss Kane.' Stern, if still a trifle strained. 'In how many ways must I say the word "no" before I am finally taken seriously?'

[balletrat]

- technically that was a different question, *Meg squeaks.*

[gramarye1971]

'That does not change the answer,' Merriman counters immediately. 'To that question, or the previous sequence of queries.'

[awesome_lilly]

"Really?"

Lilly ignores semantics in favor of looking very, very disappointed.

"I can't believe that. I mean, Van Halen weren't the best, but still."

She sighs heavily.

"I guess we can find you something else."

Lilly's also ignoring the no. It's possibly that she's selectively deaf.

[gramarye1971]

This could go on for hours.

'I find it difficult to understand how I could explain myself any more clearly.' He pinches the bridge of his nose between thumb and forefinger. 'The card game was, for lack of a better description, a one-off incident which I can categorically assure the both of you will not be repeated. As for the idea of raising funds for charity -- a worthwhile cause, yes, but I must yet again decline the offer to participate in it in the way you have suggested.'

A beat.

'However tasteful you declare it to be.'

[balletrat]

I think it's very clear, *Meg offers, helpfully.*

I was only relating the card game as an accomplishment because it's so - very rare! You know. Which is why it is an accomplishment.

*Having thus - so she hopes - preserved her not!life a little longer:*

You could sponsor someone else maybe instead?

[awesome_lilly]

"I would have given you something very tasteful," Lilly mutters rebelliously. "Way more coverage than the traditional thong, but whatever."

She raises her voice to normal volume, following Meg's lead.

"Yeah, you could always nominate someone else and then sponsor their efforts. It's for the community, after all."

[gramarye1971]

Merriman hadn't fully stopped to consider Lilly's definition of "tasteful", and now he is rather glad that he hadn't.

'The option is open,' is all he will say on that matter. 'Though there is also the option of merely donating to the fund without simultaneously requiring another patron to remove his or her clothes.'

[balletrat]

*Meg's eyes are wide.*

But other people need motivation, n'est-ce pas? I mean, every charity needs some kind of gimmick. Why do you think the Opera put us in those little leather costumes?

[gramarye1971]

'One might think that most people who attend an opera would be content with the quality of the singing.' It's the mild protest of a regular theatre-goer; he isn't a fool about such things. 'But I take your point.'

He looks back at Lilly. 'Other people may need motivation, yes. I simply do not wish to be included in it, that is all.'