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Charlie comes down the stairs, and is a little surprised at the note that pops up on a cocktail napkin.

"Sure, I can, for a while. Let you catch some sleep." He patted the bar top lightly, cocking his head to read the next note. Specials board is on the bottom shelf, with the cocktails book. He retrieves them both, and sits flicking through the pages for a few moments, before he smiles widely.

This could be trouble.

Happy Hour
Specials:
French Kiss
Hop, Skip and Go Naked
Jack Off
Blow Job *
Orgasm
After Sex
Shots half-off

*free if shot properly
[[OOC: post open till midnight EST, and the mun is calling slows on all threads until morning of same timezone.]]

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[ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com]

Antoine laughs, simply enjoying the experience.

"You don't have to tell me twice."

[aranprime.livejournal.com]

She grins, nodding. "I will never forget the first time I took control of a spaceship. The sensation of freedom, of having the whole galaxy waiting for me."

Samus reclines back and just watches Antoine fly.

[ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com]

He's not the best pilot out there, but there is something to be said for his love of the craft.

"I never thought Strasbourg would - bring me this much," he says, smiling crookedly.

[aranprime.livejournal.com]

"Strasbourg?" She tilts head curiously. "Your plane?"

[ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com]

A quick smile.

"Where I learned to fly."

[aranprime.livejournal.com]

"Ah." She notes his skill, nodding. "You learned well... the spirit of flying."

Of course, having spaceships that are uncomplicated helps too. The principles did not change much.

[ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com]

It's somewhat fortunate.

"Merci," he says, ducking his head quickly.

[aranprime.livejournal.com]

"You are welcome." She will let him fly until... well, pretty much until he tires? Not like she has anything better to do, and watching the man be so... elated, is fascinating.