Happy Hour!

[hey35andholding]

Clementine really wasn't expecting to be given the Napkin of Truth tonight.

Mostly because she's handcuffed herself to her belt loop and can't find the key.

"Please," she begs, running a hand through her hair. "ANYONE but me. I'll pay you..."

The napkin doesn't disappear. She groans.

After a protracted amount of time, she manages to squeak out a shakily-written menu:

*** SPECIALS ***

Pink Police

Hot Bitch

The Party Girl

Craft Beers of your choosing

Ice Cream sodas and shakes

Law enforcement officials drink at half-price.

Your order's free if you know how to unlock a set of handcuffs without the keys.

She'll be here all night, sulking and waiting for your order.


[OOC: Pingable and in crackchat all night!]

Comments

[guppy_sandhu]

"Hacksaw?" Guppy suggests, coming over.

"We called the fire brigade when Fry handcuffed his Granny's foot to the radiator."

[hey35andholding]

"This is steel," Clem says, showing the chain. "Junior tried that once after he cuffed himself to the fridge. They had to use a blowtorch." She trails off and snickers at the description. "I'm surprised you're not grey from that kid yet."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Have you tried asking the bar for another set of keys?" Guppy asks, sitting at the bar. "What's an ice cream soda?"

He shakes his head and grins. "Well I have a few grey hairs. And a bald patch. But that was mostly from work."

[hey35andholding]

"Can she do that?" Clem honestly had no clue. "Soda with ice cream in it. Or syrup and a little whipped cream, if you want."

Clem snickers. "You know how to hide it well."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Probably, when she's awake. Worth a try."

Guppy considers. "I think I'll just have a beer please."

He tilts his head to show her the inch wide bald patch.

"It helps to have curly hair."

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

The scarred, grey-haired Korean girl looks up at the specials, and then down at the last line. "Um. I've never had to unlock handcuffs," she says, "but I'm pretty good at picking the locks on doors and boxes. I can try, if you like?"

[hey35andholding]

"I've tried to pick it with my hairpin," Clem replies. "Nothing budged. But sure, be my guest." She offers up her wrist. "I'm Clementine."

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

Ellen nods and fishes a few bobby pins and a long, slender screwdriver out of one pocket. "My name's Ellen," she says. "Pleased to meet you, Clementine. Let me see what I can do here..."

[hey35andholding]

Clem stands patiently still, her wrist out. "I used to be damn good at picking locks - stupid new cuffs."

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

"To be honest, I've never had to work on cuffs before," Ellen admits as she gets to work. "The only times I've ever been forcibly detained... well, no, the Outcasts didn't count... anyway, the only time I was ever detained and restrained I kind of got knocked out and woke up with my arms strapped down. Not really the same thing."

[morethanprops]

Moist is still looking quite tweedy when he spots her at the counter and smiles,

"I can help with your handcuffs,"

The door found him in the midst of his work so Franz is on the Disc and he briefly has an Uberwaldian accent.

[hey35andholding]

The accent takes her aback for a second, but she trusts Moist enough to offer up her hand. The Tweediness is also quite pleasant. "Try it."

[morethanprops]

He digs in his pockets and pulls out a wallet with delicate tools that could be for watchmaking or lockpicking or other uses and starts on the lock.

He's still wearing his spectacles and they're quite useful and in a few moments has the handcuffs free, "What happened?"

[hey35andholding]

She watches him, contemplative. "My perp distracted me." Her perp outsmarted her, actually.

[morethanprops]

"How did they do that and what kind of perp?"

He might learn a helpful trick.

[eyeeyecaptain]

"aaaAaaaAAAAHH!"

Leela, always one to make an entrance, comes barreling through the front door, limned in a lime green glow. She flies a few feet, and skids to a stop in front of the bar.

"Fry! What have I said about leaving Slurm near the nuclear reactor?"

She hops to her feet, wringing radioactive waste from her hair.

"Hey! Milliways."

[spaceboy3000]

Fry slides in after her, just barely missing skidding into her.

"Oof. Sorry Leela."

[hey35andholding]

*BLINK* Goes Clem.

You don't see green glowing people everyday. Even in Milliways. "Can I get you guys anything? Booze? A chemical shower?"

[eyeeyecaptain]

She glowers at Fry as he skids to a stop, and then her expression changes to mild concern.

"Are you okay?"

She turns her eye on Clem, and a few renegade drops of sludge flick from the tip of her ponytail. They land on a passing wait rat's tray, and start to eat through the plastic.

"Yeah, uh. Appletini, and a towel."

[spaceboy3000]

"Yeah, I think so."

He checks various body parts, which seem to be in reasonable working order. At least as much as they wore before.

"What she's having. Only make mine a strawberry milkshake."

[hoochedseal.livejournal.com]

Sam has an interesting necklace on. (see icon) "really Free drinks if I can get you out with out the key this sounds like a winner to me."

[hey35andholding]

It's a very attractive necklace; one she's never seen him wear before. The sheer incongruous luck makes her snicker. "So how quickly can you get me out of this?"

[hoochedseal.livejournal.com]

"That depends on how fast I want to get you out of this. The Board says I have to do it with out a key."

[hey35andholding]

She rolls her eyes. "Anything to drink free, eh?" She holds out her wrist. "Board knows best."

[hoochedseal.livejournal.com]

Sam takes out his wallet and then gets a bobby pin and holds it up.

"Does this count?"