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[lionlike_tabby]

"Me? Again?"

The young witch does not seem terribly happy about Bar's demands on her time, but puts her massive textbook aside with a sigh. Well, this probably does count as a half-way reasonable excuse- sorry, reason not to complete her essays just yet, and at least Millitime will mean she hasn't lost anything.

Actually, that's an idea...

After a few moments' thought (and a few more moments' scrutiny of the cocktail book), Minerva picks up a red chalk and writes in the board in a firm, neat hand:

Happy Hour Specials:
Butterbeer
Firewhiskey and gillysoda
Pumpkin Juice

Half off any drink if you can teach me something I don't know about transfiguration.
Double price if you try to lie.

Raising her voice authoritatively: "Happy Hour's open!"

Come and try to teach the teacher-to-be.

[OOC: And it's 5:30am here and I'm flagging, so happy hour is now closed! Slowtime is love, guys.]

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[kindalikecurry.livejournal.com]

Solemnly, as Seamus approaches: "When you turn animals into inanimate objects, they remain conscious throughout."

He has no idea if that's true or not, but it might be!

[lionlike_tabby]

She raises well-marked eyebrows at him.

"Actually, that's a misperception. It's been generally accepted since Hillary Shuggen-Walderson's seminal work on the subject that the brain is transfigured along with the rest of the animal, and that therefore they do not remain conscious provided the transfiguration has been properly performed."

And if she sounds like she's swallowed a textbook, she also sounds very pleased about it, too.

"I have an exam on Tuesday," is the explanation. "But I won't charge you double, since it is a very common misperception."

By people who Haven't Done Their Homework.

[kindalikecurry.livejournal.com]

Sagely: "That's very kind of you. Why don't I buy you a drink instead? It's like paying double."

She gets a grin directed at her. It's a very lopsided, self-deprecating grin, because he knows just how unsubtle and ham-handed that was.

[mycursedface]

Medusa has to ask.

"Transfiguration?"

[lionlike_tabby]

...Huh.

"The magical art of transforming one thing into another," Minerva explains. "It's my favourite subject."

And her best, although that doesn't need to be stated: it's all in the tone.

[mycursedface]

"So, in saying that can be an act of will conferred on by a god wouldn't be helpful, then."

[venusadept_2]

Felix considers but a moment before stepping up and asking, "Do you know the three ways of causing a transformation to be permanent?"

[lionlike_tabby]

"In my world, there are no ways of making a transfiguration truly permanent: any wizard or witch powerful and skilled enough can undo a transfiguration. The trick is in finding someone sufficiently skilled."

[venusadept_2]

Felix concedes with a nod. "Well, yes, but I was referring to preventing the change from undoing itself."

[makesthings]

"Transfiguring in what sense?"

[lionlike_tabby]

Eyebrow raise: she's getting some serious practice in that in Milliways.

"In the sense of magically transforming one thing into another?"

[makesthings]

"But wouldn't it be easier to just give the useful properties of something to another thing?"

[mechanicalswans]

One Norseman, approaching the bar with a raised eyebrow.

"Does it have to be an active lie," he asks, "or simply not true in your world?"

[lionlike_tabby]

Minerva stares right back at him, fearless.

"An active lie," she says. "I was referring to people who would try to make something up in order to get their drink for less. Of course, seeing through them would be an exercise in itself."

She does not have a problem with this. All kinds of learning are helpful.

[mechanicalswans]

"I have no need to lie," he says with a light shrug, "but I don't know whether my methods would work for you. I have two ways to do it, myself--alloying and charging. How is it that you do it?"

[dark_dancer]

"...Butterbeer?"
Cata doesn't know enough about magic to try to fake it. Besides, the drink names are more than a bit distracting.

[lionlike_tabby]

Minerva pauses.

"It's sweet, creamy and slightly alcoholic. I'm led to believe it tastes a little like something called butterscotch?"

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

"I don't know anything about transfiguration," Ellen says after a while as she stares up at the sign. "Um. What's a firewhiskey?"

[lionlike_tabby]

"Can't be helped," Minerva nods. "I've an exam in a few days' time, that's all."

She taps her fingers on the bar thoughtfully. "Fairly strong alcoholic drink. It's good for courage, and tastes bittersweet. I like it."

In moderation.

[student_of_impossibility]

"What's butterbeer?"

There's a Roman boy with vibrant green eyes staring up at her.

[lionlike_tabby]

This is becoming a very frequent question: Minerva is beginning to wonder if perhaps she should add captions to the specials board.

"It's sweet and creamy," she says, leaning over the bar to look at him better. "Slightly alcoholic, but not too much so."

[ofthosegoodold]

Applegate studies the sign for a moment, leaning casually against the Bar.

"So does that mean," he asks, "that if I want to know something about transfiguration, I have to buy you a drink?"

The different kinds of magic in Milliways are a source of interest to him. On his world, he's the only one who really has it, since magic is evil and unGodly and all. Humans certainly don't wield it, no matter what they might think, and Applegate is both alarmed and intrigued by the existence of worlds where they do.

He doesn't have to ask questions to learn about the magic he can sense*, but it's more fun that way.



*like most assertions about Applegate, this is not entirely true.

[lionlike_tabby]

Minerva sizes him up with sharp, intelligent black eyes.

"I'm fairly sure I'm not allowed to drink on duty," she says primly. "But questions are allowed."

[zeevofbristol.livejournal.com]

Something oddly familiar with the happy hour specials. Perhaps it was a trend or a theme. And the transfiguration remark was very curious.

"Depends on what kind of transfiguration. I guess I'll try some butterbeer, ta."

[lionlike_tabby]

"The magical kind. It doesn't have to be my world's kind, though." Minerva taps her textbook. "I have a test in a few days' time, that's all."

She accios him a butterbeer, the lid popping off with the tap of a wand before she slides it across the bar to him.

"There you go."