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[blowupthefloats]

"Oh, come on!"

Munch stops as he steps through the door. His wardrobe hasn't changed (thankfully, or else tending bar tonight would be a real pain in the ass), but he hasn't completely escaped unscathed. Pinned to the lapel of his sport coat is an orange pumpkin pin with flashing lights.

Rolling his eyes he pulls off the coat, only for the pin to disappear and reappear pinned to his shirt. "Oh, for Pete's sake."

Tonight's Specials
Spooky Juice
Neon Ghost
Pumpkin Eater

It's Halloween Happy Hour; roll up, for the bar is open!

OOC: [Happy Hour and car keys bait for The Doctor.

Tag o'tiny: sativa, edie napolitano, ryu watanabe]

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[theflyingsquirl]

Donna Summer, he writes, grinning a bit.

Hey, he likes it, even if she doesn't. He is firmly convinced that he'll get her to sing to him before the holiday is through.

[spandexed-edie.livejournal.com]

She snorts, in the most unSophia-like fashion.

"Donna Summer. Your inner gay man must be jizzing all over himself."

Poor, poor Coreen.

"Here, your next drink's on me. Alright? You look like you could use another...thimble full of Jack."

[theflyingsquirl]

He looks up at her with a long-suffering expression that doesn't match the rest of his cartoonish appearance at all, downs the rest of his drink and hops down off the bar.

She'll probably pay for this someday. Just not tonight.