Bartendiiing!

[hey35andholding]

Clementine's barely had time to think lately. One minute it's Halloween - the next she's staring down the barrel at Christmas. She does notices a certain notice on the board and Sends along a quick message to Santa.


Then, she turns toward the specials board and writes this:

Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer
Santa Shot
The Drunken Elf

Mint Oreo Milkshakes

All boys over twenty one may sit on the bartender's knee and tell her what bad boys they've been for a half-priced beer

She's having her first good day in a long time, and it probably shows in her face.

(OOC: Mun is on and alive, though snagging a quick shower before she gets into chat!! May be just a little slow, especially during the Burn Notice finale, but on all night and catching up on backtags!)

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[luvs-yogurt.livejournal.com]

Michael saunters into the bar, checking out the place with the slightest hint of a smile tugging at his lips. It's been a rather good day and he's ready to cap it off with a beer or two.

He leans over the bar a few inches from the busy blonde and murmurs in her ear; "I have been a very, very naughty boy. What do you think it'll take to get me back on Santa's nice list?"

[hey35andholding]

Clementine's eyebrow goes up. How did he even find out about...

... "Sam told you about this, didn't he?"

She chokes and actually pulls back from him. "Do you want to get into a fistfight with Sam?"

[luvs-yogurt.livejournal.com]

He pulls back onto a stool with an innocent grin and raises both eyebrows into perfect arches above his sunglasses. "A gentleman never gives his secrets away, Clementine."

He licks his lips and shrugs; "Besides, Sam knows I'd never dream of doing anything worthy of getting hit for. Not to him, at least."

[hey35andholding]

She rolls her eyes. "What do you need?" Sam would probably force them into an honor duel or something. Sam takes this stuff SERIOUSLY.

"Yeah, just...don't grab anything." She rolls her eyes. "You still think I'm selling it, don't you?"

[luvs-yogurt.livejournal.com]

He smirks and runs his fingertips along the edge of the bar, eyeing her convienently placed specials.

"I think you're selling exactly what I'm looking for tonight." He licks his lips and eyes a cold long neck just past her. "The only thing I plan on fondling tonight are a couple nice... big... bottles."

[hey35andholding]

Clementine is all but rolling her eyes at him. She'll flirt with nearly any and everything that has a penis and a pulse, but screwing Mike would feel incestuous. Her answer comes when she sees Sam