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othercaptjack ([personal profile] othercaptjack) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2010-04-28 07:24 pm

Happy Hour

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!]
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[personal profile] isaysimplewords 2010-04-28 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
The scent of the basil is wafting through the air, but it's not one Cal recognizes. He's not much of a cook. And he hasn't looked at the specials yet.

"Sounds like a plan," he says, easily enough.