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milliways_bar2014-12-26 05:42 pm
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Happy Hour
Bahorel grins when he finds the napkin waiting for him. "Why, Madame Bar, I thought you'd never ask."
He grins even more when he reads some of what it actually says. There seem to be so many excellent holidays here. He jumps over the bar and in neat calligraphy writes on the Specials board:
Happy Holiday Survival Hour
((ooc: open until the next Happy Hour goes up!))
He grins even more when he reads some of what it actually says. There seem to be so many excellent holidays here. He jumps over the bar and in neat calligraphy writes on the Specials board:
Happy Holiday Survival Hour
First Drink free with Confession of a Complaint
Any drink that gets set on fire 1/2 off
The bar's extremely open, folks.
((ooc: open until the next Happy Hour goes up!))
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"I was here for Easter," she contributes, though she's not quite sure what he's asking. (Bahorel will probably not be surprised to learn that she went to church services with her papa for Easter, rather than setting anything on fire or even eating eggs without permission.)
"Do you mean to ask how it suits me? I've grown quite fond of it, monsieur. It's a very peculiar place, I don't think I understand it in the least, but all the same I'm fond of it."