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Ben Wade ([personal profile] almosthonorable) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2012-01-26 01:09 pm

[ happy hour ]

Ben Wade is greeted with a handful of surprises when he enters the bar.

One is delicious.

Another is unexpected, to say the least.

And the last, well. He never minds this particular request so much.

"Happy to," he tells the counter, while he withdraws what's sure to be a spectacular cherry tart from the basket at his elbow. "As long as you don't mind me askin' a favor of you."

A napkin appears.

"Now that's just lewd," he says, smirking. "Flattered as I am, I'll have to say no, ma'am. What I need is for you to hold on to a couple things for me -- if you'd be so kind, of course."

Moments later, Ben's signature black hat and his infamous gun are in Bar's care, where they'll remain for the next few weeks, if not months.

He gives the bartop an affectionate half-smile before rounding the counter, rolling up his shirtsleeves as he goes.

Not long afterward, the specials board bears his uniform scrawl.

specials:
milk punch
bourbon
coffee
bourbon coffee

While he waits for customers, he helps himself to that tart -- which is, predictably, delectable -- and a glass of milk punch.





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[personal profile] gotpoetryinme 2012-01-27 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
McCabe nods as he grabs the glass and takes a long drink.

"Pretty smooth," he says. "You know, I usually take this with a raw egg."
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[personal profile] gotpoetryinme 2012-01-27 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Can think of worse ways to start the mornin'." The frontier wit at work.

"Right now, I'm just lookin' for somethin' that'll get me to where I don't remember who I am no more." He takes another drink and shakes his head. "Still don't rightly know where I am."
Edited 2012-01-27 07:17 (UTC)
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[personal profile] gotpoetryinme 2012-01-27 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
McCabe moves his glass closer to the bottle and nods.

"You could say that," he says. "Told me it was at the end o' the universe. Don't think I believe that."
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[personal profile] gotpoetryinme 2012-01-29 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I seen that," McCabe says. "Guess it's s'posed to be...stars explodin' or some shit. Never was much for science books. Also heard the whole story 'bout seals and trumpets and all that shit. Never was much for that, either."