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When Steve sits at the bar, the first thing he gets is a cupcake with red, white and blue frosting and Happy 95th Birthday!.

"Yeah, yeah," he says in a good-natured tone, because even he has given up trying to keep track of how old he is. Twenty-eight, ninety-five, two? Ninety-five is probably the most accurate.

The second thing he gets is a napkin: Want to bartend today?

Yes. Yes, he does. The Big Book of Drinks even has a patriotic section.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Stars and Stripes Forever
Patriotic Margarita
All-American Beauty
Apple, cherry or blueberry pie by the slice

[ooc: As of 6:30 PM MST, bartending is closed to new threads. Thanks for tagging in, everybody!]

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"It has, a few months maybe? At least for me." Hank replies looking over at the Specials board and noting the cupcake. "And things are going pretty well, though not without frustrations.

"Is it your birthday?"

[OOC: And looks like I will be in and out today as well.]

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"It's been a couple...decades, for me," Steve says.

"What kinds of frustrations?

"Yes, it is," he says with a gesture to the cupcake. "When I was little I thought all the fireworks were for me."

"Oh...wow. Well happy birthday then," Hank replies with an awkward grin. It occurs to him that he never told Steve about being a mutant which could make explaining those frustrations difficult. The old fear and urge to hide rises in Hank as he contemplates telling Steve but something about Steve just says it'll be okay.

"As to the frustrations, well they're wrapped up in a person I have to work with and a project. Did I ever...did I ever tell you about my mutation?"

There it was out.

[OOC: Sorry this turned serious, pup seemed to want to tell Steve.]

"Oh, difficult coworkers," Steve says with sympathy. "Sorry about that.

"No, I don't think you did. I've heard about them, though. I know a girl who can make electricity from her hands."

[ooc: Steve can handle it :).]

Hank smiles in a somewhat self depreciating way. "I'm afraid my mutation isn't quite as spectacular," he says, while wondering if he's met the mutant Steve has mentioned. "I'm just super smart and agile. Mutations are still just beginning in my world, in fact I hadn't known any other mutants until very recently, but we hope to change that. One of my projects looks as if it will enable us to find mutants but one guy I work with hates science and scientists. He has his reasons, but I wish he would stop projecting them onto me. I'm not some Frankenstein willing to do horrible things in the name of advancement."

"Sorry. Guess it's bothering me more than I thought."

"Well, it's always horrible to be blamed for something you didn't do," Steve says. "But I guess the best thing you can do is keep proving you're not going to become some kind of Frankenstein.

"And remember that you can't control his opinions, only your reactions to them."

"A very good point," Hank replies, standing a little taller. "Thank you. Are any of the specials alcohol free?"

"Sure thing," Steve says.

"No," he says about the specials, "but I can make the American Beauty without the vodka. It's just ordinary lemonade, though."

"How about a strawberry lemonade then, if there's some available. You know I haven't been able to celebrate Independence Day outside of a C.I.A. cafeteria in a few years. There wouldn't happen to be fireworks later tonight would there?"

"I think there are some strawberries...

"As far as I know there isn't anything official, but last year a friend and I lit some down by the lake shore and no one complained. The Bar provided them, too."

The kitchen is able to provide strawberries. Steve gets to slicing.

"I'll have to keep my eyes out then," Hank adds. "I, uh, hope the decades were good to you?"

Steve chuckles. "You know, on the whole they have been."

He gives Hank the glass.

Hank takes a cautious sip; nothing personal Steve, he's just careful with food.

"Perfect," he declares. "The juice and your decades. Have there been any further changes with your physiology?" Then, because his social brain catches up to the scientific, "If you don't mind my asking. Sorry."

From Hank's recollection, the last time he spoke with Steve, he had just gone through the experiment.

"It's fine," Steve says with a shrug. "I'm used to people asking questions.

"My metabolism is about four times faster than normal. I'm hungry a lot and I can't get drunk. I can also go for long periods without sleeping, and when I do sleep I crash pretty hard. I can run for long distances--marathon-length and longer. I recover from injury pretty quickly and I don't really get sick anymore. That's all I can really think of that's different."

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