Christmas Eve Happy Hour

[nita_callahan]

The holidays are a time for family -- nuclear, extended, and otherwise -- and Nita's been doing more than her fair share of holiday travel as a result. Thank the Powers for her subsidized gating privileges at the Crossings. This year, Milliways is her penultimate stop; she'll head back to Earth to spend the 25th with her dad and the Rodriguezes.

When she leans on the counter, she asks Bar wryly, "So, what dark powers are threatening us this year, huh?"

A napkin appears. "... Kidnapped Santa?" Another napkin. "Pox? ... Monsters, too, huh. ... Wow. But is that it? Really? ... No, I didn't mean it like that, it sounds bad. It's just, you know. Comparatively speaking. ... Well, I'm glad everyone's okay. ... Sure, yeah, if you need the break, but I don't know anything about alcohol. ... If you say so." She laughs softly and pats the counter. "Have a good nap."

Happy Hour Specials
Anything I don't have to look up the recipe for

First drink free if you helped save Christmas
First drink half off if you don't celebrate Christmas

"So, uh, what can I get you?"

Comments

[nita_callahan]

"What was your first clue? I grew up out in Hempstead, but I went to school at NYU." She grins. "Where's home, when you're not on a spaceship?"

[works_in_space]

"Birthplace was Iowa, but home is San Francisco." And with his career over, he's starting to think of it as home for the first time.

[nita_callahan]

"Oh, cool! I'd love to go to San Francisco sometime."

Somehow, she gets off-planet way more often than she gets to the cool places on Earth.

[works_in_space]

"I think my era's San Francisco is much like yours. They try to preserve a lot of the famous sites and parks. Golden Gate Park is still beautiful." And all those Starfleet office buildings were built on the site of other unloved office buildings.