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

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"Awesome." Another one disappears. "You guys got these on the Emerald Isle?"

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

"Aye. We've got them on the Emerald Isle."

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"Good. You know there are people here who've never even heard of them?"

It's tragic!

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

"They've never heard of peeps?"

How can someone not of heard... Then again she'd not been there long enough to have knowledge of that. Of those people anyway.

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"Nope. It's sad. They've never known the taste of almost soul."

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

"You are one weird individual."

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"I have been known to cause insanity on occasion." Said cheerfully.

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

She gives a slight chuckle. "I'm sure you have fun with that."

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"Heh. Sure do. Care to try it?"

Make his day!

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

"I'm not so sure I'd want to be insane."

It's bad enough the one she loves has weird abilities.

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"It's very freeing," Cthulhu tells her.

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

"I quite prefer being sane."

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"You've been insane, then?"

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

"No. But I know it isn't good to be insane."

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"Says who?"

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

"My brother."

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"Is he sane?"

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

"Yes, he is."

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"Then how would he know?"

Smug Cthulhu is smug.

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

"Because he's the older brother."

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"You're going on age?"

The puppet laughs a little.

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

She raises a slight brow at the laugh.

"Yes."

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"I was around before your mudball ever existed," Cthulhu points out.

Smugly.

[gavehimherpower.livejournal.com]

"Right..."

Mudball? That was a new one. Then again so was talking to a puppet.

[calls-for.livejournal.com]

"I don't need your belief," Cthulhu shrugs. "Not that sort of god."