Happy Hour
Sep. 25th, 2013 05:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
not_his_paThe dust on William comes through the door before him as he pulls the bandanna down from his face and smiles with relief, its been a while since he got a door. At the counter, he pulls off his gloves as he gets a napkin note, "Can I clean up first?"
There's another note and he ducks into the bathroom before returning with most of the dust off his face though still on his clothes and on the curled up rope on his shoulder that he sets aside. He gets behind the counter and pours himself a coffee as he looks over the drink book.
Specials
Coffee
Whiskey
The Dusty Buffalo
Tight Rope
Read any good books, tell me one I'd like and your drink's half off.
Once the specials are up, he gives his face another rinse as he looks to see who's around.
(OOC: I'm off to bed, this is open until the next Happy Hour goes up.)
There's another note and he ducks into the bathroom before returning with most of the dust off his face though still on his clothes and on the curled up rope on his shoulder that he sets aside. He gets behind the counter and pours himself a coffee as he looks over the drink book.
Coffee
Whiskey
The Dusty Buffalo
Tight Rope
Read any good books, tell me one I'd like and your drink's half off.
Once the specials are up, he gives his face another rinse as he looks to see who's around.
(OOC: I'm off to bed, this is open until the next Happy Hour goes up.)
