http://kelsowhat.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] kelsowhat.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-01-10 06:22 am
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From beyond the front door of the bar, there’s the distinct sound of footsteps running down stairs; next things next, the door flies open and a teenaged boy literally jumps through, slams the door and spins around to face the main room - arms outstretched in what one could call 'jazz hands'.

"Guys, listen, this one is so much better then pickle weasel!"

Oh sure, it takes him a second – the huge grin that was stapled across the face of the latest installment from that 70’s decade is frozen for a moment, then his eyes grow wide. Pure glee.

"Forman; you are a God among men! Real barstools! Hey, where’s the couch..."

Uh-oh. Puzzlement dawns upon Kelso’s face as he looks around; standing there with his hands on his bell-bottom clad hips. Somebody looks lost. You know, more then usual.
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[identity profile] empath-wiggin.livejournal.com 2005-01-10 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Welcome to Milliways." Val wanders over, a smile on her face. "Can I get you anything?"

[identity profile] kelsowhat.livejournal.com 2005-01-10 05:44 am (UTC)(link)

"A slice of you would be fine." Kelso grins widely, then scratches his head in confusion. "Milliways... Wait; am I in the wrong house?"

Kelso snaps his fingers, and turns towards the doorway. "I keep doing that..."

[identity profile] empath-wiggin.livejournal.com 2005-01-10 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
Val facepalms. "I don't think you're whereever you think you are. You're at the restauraunt at the end of the universe." She raises her eyebrows. "Might as well stay and have a drink. The first one's on the house."

[identity profile] kelsowhat.livejournal.com 2005-01-10 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Woah-woah: woah. Stop right there missy!"

Kelso suddenly looks quite grave - like there is something of utmost importance to be said.

"...I get to drink here? This is awesome!"

[identity profile] empath-wiggin.livejournal.com 2005-01-10 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
She raises her eyebrows at him. "If you're nice, and don't get plastered, you might get a drink." There's a mischivious smile on her face.

[identity profile] kelsowhat.livejournal.com 2005-01-10 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't get plastered?... Then what's the point?"

Kelso chuckles, looking quite amused with himself.

[ooc: and player has to go. slowtime maybe? sorry! >.<]

[identity profile] empath-wiggin.livejournal.com 2005-01-10 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
Val shakes her head. "Well... perhaps don't do anything stupid while plastered." She's cracking. Bad Val.

[ooc: No worries! Slowtime's fine]
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