bprd_agent_red (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bprd_agent_red) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
milliways_bar2013-10-30 11:48 am
bprd_agent_red) wrote in milliways_bar2013-10-30 11:48 am
Entry tags:
(no subject)
Red walks in, in a hurry, lugging a stack of papers and a notepad. He rips the first page off of the notepad and slaps it onto Bar's counter top.
"Okay, so I'm putting together a shindig and I need this stuff from you for Friday."
The sheet disappears a moment, then reappears with several items crossed off. Red picks the page back up and scowls.
"What? Oh come on, how the heck are people supposed to bungee jump if you don't give me the hot air balloon?"
A napkin appears and Red reads it.
"You're killing a great party, I hope you know that."
With a sigh he starts scanning through the rest of the list.
"I didn't mean artillery shells as in ammo, I meant the fireworks."
The napkin conversation continues.
"Yeah, okay, I meant ammo, but why the heck not? I'm not going to... "
...
"Fine. Can I at least get the fireworks?"
...
"One last question, do you got any idea where a guy could rent an elephant in Jersey?"
...
"Ohhh, right. I guess they don't make Dumbo size Pampers, do they? Hmmm... all right."
Red crosses that item off his list himself, then gives back the paper.
"Okay, so there's that. And then... this."
He sets a hefty stack of paper onto the bartop. Each sheet is a photocopy of a handwritten invite on BPRD letterhead and reads:
From the Desk of Director Tom Manning:
CONGRATS!
GRADUATIONPARTY CELEBRATION BASH!
Enzo Matrix is graduating from the Cadet Academy
and a party is being thrown in his honor!
Lakeside. Friday. Be there.
Food and fun.
And HEY, the kid did good so bring a gift.
"Give one of these to everybody for me, would ya?" Why stop the guest list with friends and family when you can invite the whole multi-universe?
"And, if anyone asks, yes gifts are mandatory."
That done he tacks one of the sheets on the bulletin board then heads back out again. He has things to finish putting together and needs to figure out a good substitute for an elephant that doesn't involve giant piles of crap.
[ooc: No tags to Red, but feel free to react. More info in the Back Room]
"Okay, so I'm putting together a shindig and I need this stuff from you for Friday."
The sheet disappears a moment, then reappears with several items crossed off. Red picks the page back up and scowls.
"What? Oh come on, how the heck are people supposed to bungee jump if you don't give me the hot air balloon?"
A napkin appears and Red reads it.
"You're killing a great party, I hope you know that."
With a sigh he starts scanning through the rest of the list.
"I didn't mean artillery shells as in ammo, I meant the fireworks."
The napkin conversation continues.
"Yeah, okay, I meant ammo, but why the heck not? I'm not going to... "
...
"Fine. Can I at least get the fireworks?"
...
"One last question, do you got any idea where a guy could rent an elephant in Jersey?"
...
"Ohhh, right. I guess they don't make Dumbo size Pampers, do they? Hmmm... all right."
Red crosses that item off his list himself, then gives back the paper.
"Okay, so there's that. And then... this."
He sets a hefty stack of paper onto the bartop. Each sheet is a photocopy of a handwritten invite on BPRD letterhead and reads:
CONGRATS!
GRADUATION
Enzo Matrix is graduating from the Cadet Academy
and a party is being thrown in his honor!
Lakeside. Friday. Be there.
Food and fun.
And HEY, the kid did good so bring a gift.
"Give one of these to everybody for me, would ya?" Why stop the guest list with friends and family when you can invite the whole multi-universe?
"And, if anyone asks, yes gifts are mandatory."
That done he tacks one of the sheets on the bulletin board then heads back out again. He has things to finish putting together and needs to figure out a good substitute for an elephant that doesn't involve giant piles of crap.
[ooc: No tags to Red, but feel free to react. More info in the Back Room]