Happy Hour

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

Indy is on duty behind the bar tonight. It's a typically no frills appearance, but all things considered, he appears to be in good spirits. After a quick stock check and a wipe down of the counter, he chalks the following loosely-themed offerings onto the board:

DRINKS SPECIALS

Manhattan
Bronx Terrace
Long Island Iced Tea

He then arms himself with a strong and heavily spiked cup of coffee (in case the youthful turtle boys show up again), and prepares to take some orders.

"It's Happy Hour, folks. What'll it be?"

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[lovesoldthings.livejournal.com]

The camera is a Kodak (http://www.kodak.com/eknec/PageQuerier.jhtml?pq-path=6433&pq-locale=en_US&_requestid=8770), perfect for just wandering around and snapping whatever takes her fancy.

"Funerals, weddings, that sort of thing. I don't chase down celebrities." Sally purses her lips briefly. "The plan is to start my own small studio someday. That's my passion."

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

"Tonight might just be your lucky night," Indy reveals. "Turns out there's a wedding (http://community.livejournal.com/milliways_bar/18795503.html?thread=792087535#t792087535) scheduled to take place here in about a month. Lesbian deal, one dead, one still alive. And they're looking for a photographer."

"I can probably get you the gig if you want it... and if you can commit yourself to being around then."

[lovesoldthings.livejournal.com]

It's on the tip of Sally's tongue to brush the offer away. That she knows she'll be going home any day now, and there is a life to pick back up.

But then the woman thinks about it. Going home right now will bring up memories of Kathy, especially in the form of her brother, that Sally isn't sure she can deal with coherently.

And, really, that's what decides her. "I'd have to talk to the client myself, might not be exactly what she's looking for. But, yes. I could commit."

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

"Okay."

"I've taken a catering order from one of the brides. Her name's Willow Rosenberg. She's the living half, and she was the one who mentioned needing a photographer, so I guess that'd make her the client."

"Leave her a note offering your services, maybe? With some kind of portfolio. She seems pretty computer savvy, so digital format will probably be okay if that's what you work with." For a guy from the late 1930s, Indy is surprisingly familiar with twenty-first century technologies. It comes from three and half years of life in Milliways.

"You can then arrange a meeting if she's interested."

[lovesoldthings.livejournal.com]

Sally still has the small notepad out on the bar, so it's a simple thing to flip to the next blank page and carefully write down Willow's name. The portfolio is a major concern. There are a handful of storage devices in her coat, two of them already filled with pictures she's taken in the last week.

"You wouldn't happen to know if..." Her head tilts, thinking, as the words trail away. Sally takes another sip of toddy after setting the pen down. "I'll need access to a computer and a printer. And," she takes a deep breath, "if I'm going to stay here over the next month, I think I might need to start a tab."

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

"Curiously enough, we don't really have any public access computers here. The brothel has one, but you'd have to talk to Lilly Kane about using it."

He pauses for consideration.

"That being said, I'm pretty sure Willow has a laptop from the way she was talking. She might be able to accept sample photos via one of those little flash drive things."

"As for a tab..." He looks up to the board above the bar, where Sally's name can be found amongst hundreds of others. Her entry shows a zero balance. "You're already up there. Every visitor gets a tab, no questions asked. You just haven't tapped into it yet."

[lovesoldthings.livejournal.com]

Sally doesn't quite hear the bit about the brothel. She's too busy staring up at the board, trying to take in all the sames. Some are exceedingly familiar, from stories read in primary school.

" 's brilliant," the photog mumbers, mostly to herself, before trying to set her mind back on the subject of a job. "It will probably take me a few days to write out a decent proposal."

Beat.

"Thank you, Doc-- Indy."

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

Indy can't help but grin at her reaction to the tab board.

"You're welcome. Happy to help out."

[lovesoldthings.livejournal.com]

Sally simply grins and continues sipping at her toddy, well on her way to being more relaxed than she has been since stumbling across Milliways once again.