Happy Hour

[wizard_dresden]

So, here we are, me and my air spirit, Bob, on duty for another evening.

On the specials board, written in a flowing old European-style hand - see, I do let Bob out from time-to-time - are tonight's drink specials...


Drink Specials
Muppet
Yellow Sock
Baby Doll




I am *so* gonna get shot for that.





[ooc: mun will disappear for about an hour at 2100 EST, until then - order up!]

Comments

[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

Well, if he is, it's not going to be by his first customers.

"EXCUSE ME!"

Of course, he'll have to first locate said customers. Being less than a foot tall has disadvantages.

[wizard_dresden]

[ Especially for a batender who's almost 7' tall... ]

Okay, loud, yet polite, but nowhere near the top of the bar. So, I lean over to look across and down - with my height, I can do that and actually see the floor.

I peer down and there are very small... something.

"Hi. Can I help you?"

[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

Elsewhere in the Bar, there's a geeky alien chortling over this.

However, there are three very small somethings on the floor below the Bar. Two of which are supporting something like a small stretcher.

"WHAT GRADES OF GRAPHITE DO YOU HAVE AVAILABLE?"

[wizard_dresden]

"I think all I've got back here are some #2 pencils."

Hell, I don't know - freaking graphite? The Bar might know - me, not so much. Hey, I'm not *that* shitty a bartender.

[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

Mechanical-sounding sigh.

"A PITY! WE REQUIRE A QUARTER KILOGRAM OF MEDIUM TO HIGH GRADE GRAPHITE. WILL YOUR SUPPLIER BE SENDING ANOTHER SHIPMENT SOON?"

[wizard_dresden]

I fold my arms and lean on the bar. "Maybe. Try back on Thursday. I think that's when the shipments come in."

[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

The mini!Daleks bob their eyepieces at him.

"WE WILL BE BACK ON THURSDAY! UNTIL THEN, OUR COMMANDER MUST CONTENT HIMSELF WITH MERE GRANITE."

Exhunt mini!Daleks, stage left with stretcher.

[wizard_dresden]

"Sorry I couldn't be of more help."

Oh My God that was weird.

I shake my head as the little... things... move away.




[ooc: mun is *so* amused. *g*]

[winterladym.livejournal.com]

There is a fairy, glaring at him.

"Oh, you do like to stir the pot, do you not Wizard?"

[wizard_dresden]

"I amuse myself from time-to-time."

[winterladym.livejournal.com]

"Were you not then afflicted by this..."

She sneers.

"Curse?"

[wizard_dresden]

"Apparently not."

Thankfully. though mun was gonna, but mun got tied up with other stuff

"You?" Because that I would've loved to have seen.




[ooc: and mun begs both forgiveness for ditching after 2 tags and slowtime to grab the rest... mun is getting headcold and must sleep]

[winterladym.livejournal.com]

She glares at him.

"Have, a taste."

She waves her hand at him.... and his clothing is covered in a thin layer of glitter.


((OOC:No problem, as always ))

[wizard_dresden]

"Because I need to be covered from head to toe in faerie dust?"

Why does the Winter Court love to torment me so?

[winterladym.livejournal.com]

She can't help but laugh.

"It does appear that way."

[wizard_dresden]

"Then I thank you very much for my shiny new duds. I'm sure they'll be a big hit back home."

[winterladym.livejournal.com]

A slight snort here.

"Bigger then you belive. You could double as adisco ball."

[wizard_dresden]

"Awesome. Can't wait to show all my friends. Did you want a drink? In a purely business capacity, that is."

Hey - I'm not getting suckered into shit... rules about business in the bar or otherwise.

[winterladym.livejournal.com]

It's not business. It's life.

"Of course. A...Bloody Mary."

[wizard_dresden]

"You want I should use real blood?"

I'm getting everything else together.

[winterladym.livejournal.com]

she does consider it, thens hakes her head.

"Not this time."

[wizard_dresden]

I mix it up and shove it across the bar.

"Here ya go."


I hope the glitter's only attached to this outfit.

[winterladym.livejournal.com]

She takes her drink, and is gone.