Happy Hour!

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

Caitlin was still getting used to things and couldn't really comprehend a lot of it. Shaking her head, she comes down to the Bar and orders herself a drink. When it appears she raises a slight brow at the note that came with it asking her to tend the bar. That wasn't too hard considering that's what she did back home. So after her drink she moves behind the Bar and writes a few specials up on the board.

Happy Hour

Skinny Pirate
Hot Irish Nut
Red Marble

Underneath all that... 'Half off on anything relating to pirates or if you can talk like one.'


"Happy Hour everyone!"

[OOC: Sorry about the lateness of Happy Hour. I didn't realize how late it had gotten. This will go on all night more than likely. :) ]



[Tiny Tag: Caitlin, Wilbur]

Comments

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

"Ur any o' those orange flavored?"

Wilbur likes oranges.

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

The Irish woman looks up and shakes her head a bit. "No, none of those are orange flavored. But if you want I can get you something that is."

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

"Sure!"

Wilbur grins. A tentacle slithers out of his coat and pokes at her curiously.

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

Caitlin raises a slight brow as she's poked. Especially by a... tenticle. That's new. But she turns around and makes his drink before setting it down in front of him.

"Here's a Brass Monkey."

It's orange flavored.

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

Wilbur laughs. "Now thar's a silly name fer yeh." And he takes a sip. "Thank yew."

"I'm Wilbur Whateley," he adds. "An' yew ur?"

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

"A lot of the drinks have silly names."

Then at the introduction. "Caitlin."

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"Arr, how 'bout a Soul Stealer (http://www.idrink.com/v.html?id=44840)?"

Asks what appears to be a puppet.

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

Okay... puppet's don't... talk. Right? This place was getting weirder and weirder as the days went on. What else would she run into?

"Right away."

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"And stick a Peep on top, wench!"

It'll almost be like he's stealing a soul!

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

She almost laughs. Stick a peep on top...

So when she makes it she throws a peep on top for him... it... whatever the puppet is meant to be before setting it in front of him.

"There you go."

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

Cthulhu eyes the drink until a straw appears in it. Then he leans forward and flaps his tentacles up to take a sip.

"Hey, that's not bad."

[waylostandfound.livejournal.com]

(ooc: he's tagless, half tempted to send him though not sure if it's be Jossing right now)

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

[waylostandfound.livejournal.com]

(ooc: yay! yeah currently canon's not being helpful soooo.... :D )

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

[waylostandfound.livejournal.com]

Nathan finally came back in. It was still piratey but the most he got was a hat. No hook hand this time at least. He eyed the specials list.

"Hot Irish Nut I guess." He remarked as he sat down at the bar.
Like hell he's gonna go arrr or ahoy matey though.

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

In all reality she doesn't expect anyone to really talk like a pirate. She wouldn't. But that's her. Giving Nathan a smile, she turns to make his drink. Once done she turns and sets it in front of him.

"Here you go."

That irish accent is a bit thick as she says those three words.

[waylostandfound.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," He picked it up, and had a sip. Not bad. Sweet.

"Well that explains the one special," Small smile as he eyed her curiously.

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

"And what makes you think it explains it?"

She watches him, that grin never leaving her lips.

[waylostandfound.livejournal.com]

"Best two out of three?" He smoothly replied.

[lilolo.livejournal.com]

"Arr matey, top me off with some grog!"

Says the voice of someone who can't see over the bar.

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

The disembodied voice made Caitlin blink. But then she looks over the bar and notes the little girl there. She gives her a smile. "A bit too young for Grog, aren't you?"

[lilolo.livejournal.com]

"I'm 8 this October!"

Lilo grabs the edge of the bar and pulls herself up far enough to see the bartender. "I can't drink anything else on Pirate Day. It would be sacrilicious."

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

"And I can't give anything alcoholic to someone so young." It'd be against who she was.

[lilolo.livejournal.com]

Puppy eyes, Caitlin. You're getting them.

"You don't want to make me a sacrilish, do you?"