Happy Hour. Emmett Cullen/Twilight

[cullenteddybear]

Emmett was walking in to the garage to find his Rosie, He instead walks in to the bar, Walking over he speaks to the bar and gets the napkin he scratches his head. He's never done this serve drinks thing, He's put down plenty. He misses that sometimes. Stepping behind the bar he thinks for a moment and goes with the drinks he knows.

So for today your specials come from the 1930's

Today's Specials

Gin Fizzy
Sidecar
Whiskey Sour
Sazerac
Zombie

Emmett gets side tracked by a small purple puff that's found it's way on the bar. He picks it up and almost drops it when he gets licked. "What the hell are you?"

((OOC: Open until it's not, Feel free to thread hop, sorry it's late, I forgot then had to look up the drinks.))

First Entrance

[theprodigalrogue]

Neal had been in his apartment after work. He had changed out of his suit and tie and began to grab some food. It wasn't until after he went through the door into the next room that he found himself in a very unexpected place. It took him a moment to realize that there was more noise in his apartment than there shouldn't have been. Then he froze. There was a look of disdain on his face that grew into hatred and irritation. This could have only been the work of magic and Neal had been living a relatively happy life up until now. Magic had kept away from him and he from it. It was a simple arrangement that made him comfortable.

Now, however, he was thrust into the middle of the bar. He looked around and groaned to himself. Then as he looked behind him, there was no door. "What?! You have got to be kidding me!" He almost pleaded with no one in particular.