Happy Hour

[braveomaticaya]

Tsu'tey doesn't often wander up to the bar--tonight he has, and cocks his head quizzically at the napkin he gets. "But...I do not know--" He gets cut off by another one, and he turns to look for the cocktail book, still not completely understanding what he should do.

The bar does not seem to be answering, despite his prodding at the bartop when there come no more napkins to his aid. He has no idea how this should be handled and eventually, after several minutes of blank staring, the young Na'vi comes around the bar and looks between the specials board and the drinks book. Most of these look very complicated to make.

 

Specials
Anything with less than four ingredients

Help would be appreciated; otherwise, Happy Hour is open.

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[basic_powers]

"..I'll have a rum and coke with a slice of lime." Beauford says, as soon as he sits down at the bar. "And a shout into the kitchen for a scotch egg and some fries, please."

[braveomaticaya]

Tsu'tey manages the rum and coke with lime--the shout into the kitchen not so much, but he's still getting over the whole functioning-around-human-sized-things deal.

"What is a scotch egg?"

[basic_powers]

"..it's a sterile chicken egg soft boiled, then wrapped in ground meat and herbs and deep fried."

And he's getting top scores for his acting abilities tonight, as Beauford stops, and looks Tsu'Tey up and down before getting a look of dawning comprehension. "...first time bartending?"

[braveomaticaya]

"Yes," he admits with a nod that sends the braids around his face and shoulders swinging. "But it should not be that hard."

[basic_powers]

"Well, not unless someone asks you for the really odd drinks, like the Nuclear Beaver." Beauford smiles. "But most people don't even know about that drink."

"This'll be a good learning experience."

[braveomaticaya]

Tsu'tey merely gives him a bland look, sliding the drink over to Beauford. "I don't," he says. "But if someone asks I will look it up."

[basic_powers]

Bland look for Beauford, which works, because he looks faintly amused and interested.

Sorry, he likes to people watch.

"Whereabout are you from? Never seen you here before."

[braveomaticaya]

"A planet your people call Pandora," he answers. "It is quite far from your world."

[basic_powers]

"No foolin'?" He smiles, just a little. "Meet all kinds here."

"Name's Beauford Tannen, pleasure to meet you."

[gammagammahey.livejournal.com]

She-Hulk is sitting at a table, still planning her strategy for sending the Red Hulk into planetary orbit and making him stay there. The ruminations aren't pleasant.

A flash of blue movement registers in her peripheral vision.

The first thing She-Hulk notices is how exotically beautiful Tsu'tey is, with his patterned skin and gorgeous aboriginal-style attire. The second thing she notices is his apparent discomfiture at being asked to apparently tend bar.

She rises from her table and walks to the bar.

"How about I make this easy. Can I have a Green Dragon? And if that's too much, just a cold beer. Need some help?"

She may look human, but she's over six-and-a-half feet tall and bright, rich green.

[braveomaticaya]

He cocks his head at her, finding her exotic to say the least.

"Hello," he says first. "I can look up what a Green Dragon is," Tsu'tey mentions.

[gammagammahey.livejournal.com]

"Only if you feel up to it. Haven't tended bar here before, have you? And I'd love that Green Dragon. It'll be good practice for you. I can help if it gets too busy."

She smiles at him, and wonders if a smile signifies non-hostility to him the way it does on her Earth.

"My name is Jennifer, but call me Jen. And may I ask your name?"

[braveomaticaya]

"I haven't," he says, consulting the book to the get the drink recipe. "And my name is Tsu'tey."

[gammagammahey.livejournal.com]

She waits patiently for her Green Dragon.

"Nice to make your acquaintance, Tsu'tey." She hopes she hasn't mangled the pronunciation too much.

"May I ask where you're from? I've never seen anyone like you before."

And Jen's met a lot of aliens, but none like him. He's like an explosion of color contained in slender humanoid form.

[braveomaticaya]

He slides it over, hoping it tastes as it should. "I am from Pandora, that is what the humans call it."

[gammagammahey.livejournal.com]

She sips her Green Dragon.

It's delicious.

"This is very, very good. You have an obvious calling to bar tend here. I don't know where Pandora is, but that doesn't mean anything -- there are nigh infinite worlds that my Earth's come across. Where is Pandora?"

She realizes that this is not exactly a logical question in terms of astrogation, but is more interested in how he replies.

[braveomaticaya]

"I am told it takes five years to get there from Earth, by their travel. But I could not tell you in which direction."

[azure-mercy.livejournal.com]

A lady in blue, silver-trimmed robes comes up to the Bar and sits on one of the barstools. "A glass of pinot noir, please," she says, pointing at the wine bottles on the shelves behind Tsu'tey.

[braveomaticaya]

He nods, looking where her hands are pointing and getting the bottle down. "What does it mean, pinot noir?"

[azure-mercy.livejournal.com]

"The literal translation is 'black pine,'" Zhaan says. "The clusters of grapes from which it is made resemble pinecones."

[braveomaticaya]

"It is popular where you are from?"

[azure-mercy.livejournal.com]

Zhaan shakes her head. "It is from Earth, and my homeworld is very, very far away. But I have developed a taste for Terran wines since I've been here."

[braveomaticaya]

"Yours as well?" he asks. "My home is far from Earth as well."

[azure-mercy.livejournal.com]

"I gathered as much. You don't resemble any native Terran species I know of - although most of my knowledge of Earth is secondhand, and some of the Earths represented here are...different."

[braveomaticaya]

"I am from Pandora," Tsu'tey says. "Several years travel away from our Earth."