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[pickyourmoments]

Chandler's always known that eventually, he'd get caught. You can only skive off of work to go to a bar so many times before someone notices. He'd just never expected that someone to be the Bar.

He's being put to work, because he keeps ditching work. That's the way he sees it. He's never tended a bar. He's never even waited tables. He's had one job his entire life, and that was statistical anayalsys and data reconfiguration. Still, he goes behind the Bar, and fumbles around, trying to figure out what it is he's meant to be doing. Eventually, he comes up with a plan.

Happy Hour
Apologies in advance for the new guy

SPECIALS

Rum and Coke/Rum and Diet Coke
Chocolate Milk
Coffee

And that exhausts the list of things he can make on his own. Grabbing a Yoo-hoo for himself, he sits back and waits for something to happen.

Fake!Tag: Chandler Bing

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[scots_wolf]

Something happens.

It is female and leans over the bar.

[pickyourmoments]

Chandler smiles over at her.

"Get you something?" he offers easily.

[scots_wolf]

"A drink would be nice," she says, smiling back at him.

[pickyourmoments]

"What kind of drink?" Chandler asks. "They got all sorts of things back here."

From his perspective, it's a little terrifying.

[scots_wolf]

"Have you got something with pineapples?" she asks.

Even female, Urquhart likes fruit.

[pickyourmoments]

"Uhm..."

Chandler ducks behind Bar, and begins looking around. "I got pineapple juice," he calls up. "You want anything else, you're gonna have to tell me how to make it."

[scots_wolf]

"I think there's a little book back there," she says, "with recipes. Just look up what you use pineapple juice in?"

[pickyourmoments]

Chandler eventually finds the book, and begins flipping through it.

"Daiquiri?" he offers.

[scots_wolf]

"Yes, please," she says, sweetly, leaning over the bar to peer at the book.

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

"Oh, they got you too, huh?" says Ellen sympathetically. "Can I just get some coffee, please? Hi, Chandler."

[pickyourmoments]

"Hey," Chandler says easily. "Sure thing. How do you take it?"

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

"Just plain is fine," Ellen says. "I'm not very fond of sugar. How're you doing?"

[pickyourmoments]

"Fair enough." He finds a coffee cup that appears to be a bowl with a handle, and pours the coffee.

"Things're great, actually. Broke up with my girlfriend. For good this time. What about you?"

He passes the coffee over, careful not to spill.

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

Ellen takes the cup carefully with both hands and blows on it before answering.

"Doing all right. I went outside for target practice. I'm still getting used to the response time on this rifle. Hopefully I won't have to use too much ammo when I head south. I need to work out what provisions I'll need first."

[pickyourmoments]

Chandler finds a small towel and begins wiping down the surface of the Bar. Because that's what he sees people doing in the movies, so he assumes that's what bar tenders do.

"What's south?" he asks, not sure if he really wants to know.

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

"The ruins of the old Nuka-Cola factory," Ellen says matter-of-factly. "I have a general idea where it is, but I've never actually been there, so it's going to be kind of a challenge to locate the place."

[pickyourmoments]

"That's that soda you were talking about, isn't it?" Chandler asks. "What do you need that stuff for?"

Again, he's not sure he wants to know, but he can't help but ask.

[the_ghostking]

"... Could I get a plain coke? Without the rum part?"

[pickyourmoments]

"Coming right up!"

Chandler finds a coke -- the sort in the glass bottle -- and pushes it across the bar. "Do you want a glass with that?" he asks.

[the_ghostking]

"Uh - okay, I guess."

It doesn't really matter to him, clearly.

[pickyourmoments]

He finds a chilled glass and sets it on the bar. Secretly, he's looking for the plaque that says 'It is unlawful for persons under the age of 21 to be in this area,' but he can't seem to find one.

"Where're your parents at?" he asks. He's not trying to be rude, and as much shows in his voice.

[the_ghostking]

Rude or not, the question isn't exactly one he likes to answer.

He mumbles his thanks for the chilled glass and starts to pour some of his coke into it.

"They're in the Underworld," he says plainly. Like maybe he finds some enjoyment out of shocking people because there's nothing else to do.

[pickyourmoments]

"Oh god, I'm sorry," Chandler says, misunderstanding the meaning.

It's not the fastest he's ever felt like he's stuck his fut in his mouth, but it's definitely one of the more awkward occurrences.

[the_ghostking]

Oh, well.

It's not like Nico is really up to correcting Chandler. (Because that would involve explanations of his father and his father's role in life, and thus his role and ... yeah.)

He shrugs instead.

"That's okay," he says in as suitable a polite voice as he can.

[pickyourmoments]

"You all right?" Chandler asks. "Do--Do you need anything else?"