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TONIGHT'S SPECIALS
Manhattan
Gin and tonic
Pimm's Cup

NON-ALCOHOLIC
Electric Lemonade
Peach-Mint Green Tea
Chai punch

COFFEE
ANY WAY YOU LIKE IT

Jacket off, sleeves rolled up, tie tucked out of the way. Ianto Jones is ready to serve.

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"It's been a while since I was in New York. How about a Manhattan?" Orpheus asks as he slides onto a stool, setting his guitar aside.

"One Manhattan, coming right up," says Ianto with a smile and sets about filling a cocktail shaker. "I've never been, but the drink is good."

"You should go sometime," Orpheus suggests. "I mean, it's no New Amsterdam, but that's actually a point in its favor."

"I've not much time for travel," Ianto admits as he stirs the drink. "Believe it or not, this is more relaxing than my day job."

Orpheus laughs softly. "I think this is more relaxing that most of our day jobs."

"I mean bartending," Ianto says with a slight smirk, and gets out a glass for the drink. "I'm Ianto. I don't believe we've met."

"That's what I meant as well." He smiles and leans on the bar. "Orpheus, and we have. Briefly."

"Ah," says Ianto. "Sorry. My fault for not remembering. Nice to see you again, Orpheus. I should have remembered from the guitar."

Orpheus shrugs with a chuckle. "Don't worry about it. It's been a while."

Ianto tops the drink off with a cherry and places it in front of Orpheus. "There you are.

"Then I won't worry. How have you been? Still busking for a living?"

Orpheus takes it, smiling and raising it, tilting the glass slightly to let a few drops fall onto the bar before taking a drink.

"I am. And are you still catching aliens?"

"I am." He looks solemn at this--but then, he usually does.

"Trouble with little, green men, lately?" Orpheus asks, sipping his Manhattan.

"More like a time-traveling psychopath," Ianto says. "You'd be surprised how few little green men there actually are."

He laughs. "Damn. And I was so hoping that's what the universe was peopled with."

"I think it depends a great deal on when you're travelling," Ianto reflects. "The more humanity spreads, the more we seem to, ah, intermarry."

"So humans spread across the universe like a virus, infecting wherever we can?"

"That's a rather grim way of looking at it."

"Only if you have no sense of humor about your species..."

"You make humanity sound like a disease, is all I mean."

"It was purposefully done but not seriously meant."

"I find the survival of mankind rather hopeful. It means we don't blow ourselves up first."

"That's a very optimistic way of looking at it."

"I prefer optimism to despair." He smiles faintly. "The future may not be perfect, but at least it exists."

"That's not always a comforting thought," Orpheus points out.