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[bprd_agent_red]

Hellboy is bored. Which is a dangerous thing when you're him and you live in a classified government underground bunker full of top secret things that not only go boom, but also go bump in the night.

He's on his way to see just what he can get into when Milliways appears behind a secure door instead of the storage room he was looking for. He mulls it over for a moment, then shrugs and steps in, closing the door behind him.

"Hey, I'm bored," he informs the counter when he reaches it. She promptly responds with a napkin and Red grins.

"Yeah? Sure, I'll do it."

Bar goes to sleep and Red steps behind the counter, making up a specials board and setting it up before throwing a towel over his shoulder classic barkeep style.

SPECIALS:
Umbrella Drinks

It's cold in Jersey, so he figures something beach-y is in order. That, and Red's never tried his hand at cocktails before.

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[furiousroadwarrior]

Furiosa sits at the bar and studies the specials board.

(She looks like she was on the bad end of a beating. But you should see the other guy.)

She asks the big red fellow, "What is an umbrella drink?"

[bprd_agent_red]

He looks her over, curious, and perhaps a bit concerned as well, then answers. "A drink with a tiny umbrella. The kind you get on islands or in Vegas."

[furiousroadwarrior]

"Hm..." Yeah, that didn't help.

"I would like to try one, please."

[bprd_agent_red]

Red is nothing if not unhelpful sometimes. His aim was to get an order, so it works out for him.

"Comin' right up."

He raps the counter with the knuckles of his flesh hand and then sets about making the drink. There's probably a book, or instruction sheets or something with helpful 'how-to' information, but Red prefers to wing it.

A great deal of slicing, pouring, blending and crushed ice later, and he sets a drink in a hurricane glass down in front of her. It smells like tropical and vodka, it looks like a rainbow barfed a kaleidoscope, and it has a jauntily cocked purple flower umbrella resting on the rim.

"There you go." He is rather proud.

[furiousroadwarrior]

Furiosa laughs. This is not something she does often, and she looks a little startled at it.

But then she keeps smiling, and she sips.

The strength of the alcohol makes her blink a few times.

"I've never tasted -- or seen -- anything like this. Are they common in your world? And islands and vegas?"

[bprd_agent_red]

Red watches her sample the drink, then grins.

"Movies and Hawaii Five-0 make it seem like they are," he says with a shrug.

[a1enzo]

"I know what 'umbrella drinks' means, but it sounds like you're gonna get overenthusiastic with the shaker and I should be reaching for one."

[bprd_agent_red]

"C'mon, give it a shot," he says with a grin. A beat, and he eyes Enzo. "You drink, yet?"

[a1enzo]

"Not yet." He grins back. "Ask again in the fall."

[bprd_agent_red]

"I'd offer to make the introductions, but I get the feeling Dot would put my tail in a sling if I did." And maybe Liz would, too.

[a1enzo]

"That, and I'd fear for my life."

[feminine_menace]

"Can I get an umbrella drink in, like, a tiki cup with some fruit on a skewer?" The petite blonde girl in the blue-and-orange coverall says as she plops on a barstool. "'Cause I feel like I gotta go big or go home, know what I mean?"

[bprd_agent_red]

"I like your style," Red says, giving her a thumbs up with his stone right hand.

He sets about making a drink, ignoring the manual and assembling based on whim.

The drink that he presents to her is indeed in a tiki cup. And it's blue, very blue, with notes of coconut and quite possibly every other tropical fruit he could find. Also, lots of rum.

He garnishes the drink with a lime green umbrella and a skewer with the other fruits he couldn't get into the drink, including melon, strawberries, and something purple he found back behind the bar.

"Aloha," he pronounces proudly.

[feminine_menace]

"Sweet," YT says appreciatively. She doesn't drink it right away: after all, it's a work of art. In the same way that a velvet Elvis is a work of art, but still. She has to turn it around for examination and take a picture with her phone (for posterity) first. Then she's gotta eat the fruit on the skewer, starting with that purple berry thing. It turns out to be tart like a green apple, but squishy like a ripe blueberry. "Huh. What kinda fruit is this?" Because she thinks she might want more later.

[bprd_agent_red]

He watches her, smiling at the appreciation she shows for his work.

His attention is particularly rapt when she tries the fruit, he didn't sample it himself so he's curious.

"I dunno, found them back here," he shrugs. In a moment he produces the fruit for her, plunking a bunch down on the counter.

He plucks one off and pops it into his mouth, chewing thoughtfully. "Huh. Not bad."

[feminine_menace]

"I'll ask Bar when she wakes up." For now, YT has to work on the more recognizable fruits so she can clear the skewer and then actually consume the blue drink. Goals, you know.

"Name's YT," she introduces herself.

[OOC: I have to go to bed but I will pick up again when I can! Good night.]

[makesthings]

Sameth is getting more comfortable being the prince for the Southerling refugees but there's still so much to do. All he really wants is to hide in his workshop and improve Lirael's hand.

When he finds Milliways instead, he relaxes slightly, he's still in his more formal surcoat with a sword at his side as he approaches the Bar. Hellboy looks like someone he's seen around but he doesn't know if they've met, "What's an umbrella drink?"

[bprd_agent_red]

Hellboy is wiping down the counter when Sameth approaches. He looks up, eyes the sword, then anwers, "Drink with an umbrella in it. Want one?"

[makesthings]

"Yes, please, its been a long day. Do the umbrellas represent something special?" Drinks can be complicated and with all sorts of extras.

[bprd_agent_red]

"Beaches and bikinis?" he guesses with a shrug. "Lemme get that for you."

Stepping away from the counter he sets about assembling a drink. There's a great deal of blending and shaker shaking, and maybe an attempt at a Tom Cruise Cocktail move that ends with a crash and a not so discreet 'kick the broken thing under the counter' move, and finally he presents the drink.

It's a vividly pink and yellow drink in a ridiculously tall glass, topped with a purple umbrella.

"There ya go."

[makesthings]

The cocktail shaking is impressive and Sam doesn't laugh but does smile, "I do love beaches, bikinis aren't that common where I'm from."

[anewhero]

Marcus made his way into the bar after being gone for so long. The bar had newcomers which was interesting.

It was happy hour of all days.

Marcus crossed his arms as he looked at the specials "Umbrella drink, huh?"

The terminator sat and nodded looking over the newcomers who sat down. The bartender tonight was a large red creature but he noticed a man with brown hair, a strange female and a few other creatures.

"Seems like I... missed a lot since I've been here."

[bprd_agent_red]

Red looks the man up and down, sizing him up before nodding. "Yeah. Get you one?"

Glancing around the bar, Red shrugs. "It's the end of the universe, place is always changing."

[anewhero]

"I don't drink, for reasons."

"No, not that reason, I can't"

The cyborg looked normal from the outside.

"Why the sudden studying, don't trust a terminator?"

[bprd_agent_red]

That caused an eyebrow arch and another once over by Red.

"Haven't seen you around before. I size up everybody in case things turn to me having to punch somebody in the face." It's not a threat, just Red being Red.

"What's a terminator?"