[ happy hour ]

[almosthonorable]

Not one to pass up a good business opportunity, Ben’s behind the counter, aiming to earn some credit toward what’s left of his tab.

Specials
† bourbon
† milkshakes
† bourbon milkshakes


The bar is fairly quiet at the moment, so Ben’s leaning on one elbow, doodling on a napkin.


[ tiny tags: gene hunt, mark hoffman, moist von lipwig ]


[ ooc: have at, guys — open till 8:30 p.m. est; tag away, and feel free to threadhop all over the place!

eta, 8:33 p.m.: AHAHA, you people. THANK YOU ALL. closed to new threads, but i'll be hitting these as i can before bed tonight, and tagging back all slows tomorrow for those who want 'em! ♥! (threadhopping, o' course, is still encouraged.) ]

Comments

[morethanprops]

"What should he be drinking?"

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

"Whyren's."

[morethanprops]

"And what makes that so much better than bourbon?"

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

"...it's Whyren's, son."

[morethanprops]

"I've figured that out, but that doesn't tell me that much."

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

"Because clearly you've never had a good drink."

[morethanprops]

"Have you ever had MacAbre's?"

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

"No."

But it won't touch his beloved Corellian gold.

[morethanprops]

"Order one and I'll order a Whyren's."