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milliways_bar2007-08-05 12:56 pm
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Alex West is in the bar. He's just gotten out of a terribly boring business meeting with a 'client', and now is in the magic bar again. He's still not sure how this works. He's stubbing his cigarette out as he walks up, and sees the box of mints.
Never hurt, right? And it's better than having ash-tray breath all day.
He orders a beer and then goes to the restroom to freshen up. Then, there's the sound of shouting.
"WHAT THE HELL?!!"
Holy...there's stammering and maybe a little bit of flailing, before he sneaks back out and sits at the Bar. And immediately asks for vodka. A bottle.
Helllllllllllllllllp.
ooc: plz to be tagging in happy hour post. <3. timed to prior to happy hour.
Never hurt, right? And it's better than having ash-tray breath all day.
He orders a beer and then goes to the restroom to freshen up. Then, there's the sound of shouting.
"WHAT THE HELL?!!"
Holy...there's stammering and maybe a little bit of flailing, before he sneaks back out and sits at the Bar. And immediately asks for vodka. A bottle.
Helllllllllllllllllp.
ooc: plz to be tagging in happy hour post. <3. timed to prior to happy hour.