River perches on a barstool, tucking her feet comfortably around the rungs and pressing her palms against Bar; she bends, after a moment, to rest her cheek against the smooth varnished wood. It looks like a greeting, especially to judge by River's faint smile.
An instant later, she's sitting bolt upright. What follows appears to be something like a one-sided negotiation -- except, as the conversation continues, it starts sounding increasingly as if River and Bar are entering into a conspiracy together.
"Deal," River announces finally, with a beaming grin, and hops onto -- and then over -- the bartop.
A few productive minutes later, the signboard reads, in several colors of chalk:
HAPPY HOUR
Specials:
Bentley
Quantum Theory
Egg Cream
Half price for anything pinkRiver looks quite exceedingly cheerful.
[Pink tinytag: River Song, Esfir (the russian astronaut), Gus Dickinson, Porthos, Chuck Charles, Jane Austen, Urahara, Izumi Ako]