Happy Hour

[othercaptjack]

Jack has been sitting at the bar 'cleaning his gun' cleaning his gun peacefully. After a while, however, a napkin pops up on Bar's surface, and he blinks then grins down at it.

"Of course I can," he tells her. "Where'd you keep the books?"

Ten minutes later, the specials are chalked up on the board and Jack stands ready, stripped down to shirtsleeves and a grin.

Specials - half off if you're cute.
(Who am I kidding; it's Milliways, I'm easy. You're all cute.)

Dirty Martini
Basil Mojito
Peach Daiquiri

Shooter: Extraterrestrial
Free if you tell me how you saved the world and I'm pretty sure you're telling me the truth.

"Happy hour, people!"

[OOC: AHAHAHAHA YOU PEOPLE. Closed to new threads now, or I'll never get anywhere with the ones already started. Poke me any other time if you missed out!

And now, bedtime. <3 I call slows and will catch up later!]

Comments

[the_strong_one]

"Prevented a temporal anomaly from ripping the fabric of space and time to shreds."

Susan straddles a bar stool and looks vaguely disgruntled with the universe. "But if you call me cute, I'll snap your neck."

She can pay for her full priced drinks, damn it!

[othercaptjack]

Jack beams.

It's probably a poor trait in a team leader that he's so floored by being ordered about, but there it remains.

"Yes, Ma'am," he says brightly.

He starts grabbing bottles for her shooter - somehow he's not going to contest that one.

[the_strong_one]

The Commander almost doesn't dislike you, Jack!

Susan nods with an almost smile. "Good man."

She may start to like Milliways if most of the population continue to respect her authority. She loves it when she doesn't have to actually follow through on her threats!

[othercaptjack]

It's the military background - no matter what Jack's rogue habits might be, he was well-trained once upon a time, and can still rip off a salute textbook enough to make sergeant majors weep.

For the moment, he concentrates on pouring liquor at the right angle to layer them, hands steady.

"Temporal anomaly, huh?" he says in the meantime. "Those are a bitch. How'd you do it?"

Apart from anything else, Torchwood need all the help they can get.