bartending

[wizard_dresden]

"Right - sorry - so much porn, so little time... Bob the Skull here. Yeah, Harry's gonna be a little late. Oh no, he's not - no, Harry and porn? Oh no. The porn was for me. Anyway, I'll put up the specials and you can bother Harry when he gets here, 'kay?"



Specials
Bingo
Georgian Sunrise


"See ya-"



[[ Harry was coming down the stairs about the time Bob started talking, so he heard - all of that. ]]

All I can do is shake my head and take up post behind the bar.

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[mago_sonriente]

A woman walks down the stairs.

The view improves as she does, from a nice pair of heels, to a fabulous pair of legs, up to toned arms and some lovely... tracts of land. A slender neck, a smooth jawline, and a very pretty face complete the look (with a bit of subtle makeup).

Along with a rather familiar wizard's staff.

'She' walks over and sits at the bar, leans her arm on the counter, and starts right off with a glare.

"You laugh and I'll stick this so far up your ass, the skull'll be asking you how to make his eyes light up so pretty."

[wizard_dresden]

"Ooohoohooo - Harry. Who's the babe?"

"How the hell should I know?" I narrow my eyes, studying her.

[mago_sonriente]

'She' avoids his eyes rather deftly.

"If you're so preoccupied with my tits that you can't tell who I am, Harry, I'm never going to let you live it down."

[wizard_dresden]

I arch an eyebrow. "Only one person says my name like that."

"Go away, Harry, the babe and I are gonna get it on."

That brings on a face of 'what the fuck?'.

"Christ. Ramirez?" No way. That's... "Why do you suddenly have breasts?"

[mago_sonriente]

He looks down at the skull.

"In your non-existent dreams," he says with a shake of his head before shrugging at Harry. "The mints," and he points down the bar at the little container. "I was so happy about making it into security, I didn't look at what it said."

He tosses his head and straightens his hair before giving a wry smile.

"Want to get me a drink so I can try and find someone to give me a kiss out of this mess?"

[wizard_dresden]

Bob blows a raspberry at Ramirez.

"You have to kiss a frog to turn back into a prince?"

[mago_sonriente]

"I have to kiss another unfortunate victim and then I'm back to being the most eligible bachelor in the bar, as opposed to Miss November over here."

He smirks.

"I just needed to tell you so you know where and how to find me if anything goes down. I wasn't going to be MIA over pride."

[wizard_dresden]

I shrug. "I just thought this was you're latest method for getting laid."

I should probably duck now, right?

[mago_sonriente]

That just gets a look. A sly sly look.

"Unlike certain dinosaurs of my acquaintance, I don't need a method, thank you very much. I just show up and they queue."

His hand definitely isn't under the bar with something.

[mnt_mike]

"It's always surprising to see how much trouble a little head can get one into."

Mike snickers from one end of Bar.

[wizard_dresden]

"Don't I know it."

And Bob's glaring at me.

[mnt_mike]

"HA! How's it going, Harry? Uppity sculls not withstanding."

[wizard_dresden]

"Peachy." I wave a hand. "Forget the skull. He's just jealous. You?"

[mnt_mike]

"Can't say as I'm at the fruit level of joy, but things are going good. I mean, Up is still up and down is still down. That's got to count for something."

[wizard_dresden]

"Most of the time, I'd think that counts as 'good'. Get you a drink?"

You know, it being my job and all.

[mnt_mike]

"Sure! I'll take a Yoo-Hoo if you've got one back there. Chocolate Carnation Instant Breakfast if you don't."

[wizard_dresden]

"Yoo-Hoo? Interesting choice."

I think there's one around somewhere. A-ha... I tap the bottle down on the bar.

"I'm assuming you don't need me to pop the top for you?"

[gothymcgoth.livejournal.com]

"Harry! Harry!" Molly comes tearing across the room, breathing heavy. This is so not good. So, so not good. Maybe he won't care? But, he's the only one who would know the horror, really. "We've got issues."

[wizard_dresden]

I give her a smirk.

"When there is prior discussion of porn, you do NOT approach me and yell that we have issues! Isn't that one of the rules?"

Though, I can't tell her who I might've been discussing porn with b/c, well, just no. She doesn't get to learn about Bob yet. Or, more acurately, Bob doesn't get to learn about her.

[gothymcgoth.livejournal.com]

She pauses, her head tilted to one side. "Have you been talking to Tucker?" Hope not. "No, no, a bigger problem. A horrible, terrible, bar shattering, no good dirty rotten problem."

[wizard_dresden]

I take a deep breath and calmly ask:

"What?"

[gothymcgoth.livejournal.com]

"My parents can see the door." She glances over her shoulder. "Like, actually see it."

[wizard_dresden]

"The door to here or the door from here back home?"

I haven't seen Michael and Charity, but that doesn't mean they haven't been here. If they have... oh dear lord...

[gothymcgoth.livejournal.com]

"The door to here." She glances fretfully back and forth. "I think they can pass through."

[wizard_dresden]

"You should've always known it was a possibility," I say with a bit of warning. She should be sufficiently scared. This isn't a playground, it's a bar.

Though, must say, it's got me a little worried. I'm not sure how much they'd like this place.