Karaoke Time!

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*There is a karaoke machine in the bar. It is very large and very pink.

Therefore, Xander assumes that it must be evil.*

Wow ... didn't know they had an open mike night ...

*He approaches the karaoke machine slowly. It lights up and looks inviting-- as inviting as a possibly-evil-because-of-its-pinkness karaoke machine can be.*

Whoa!

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[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

Hmmm, Taelia. Is that Jewish?

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

"No." She laughs. "Faerie. And named after my great aunt.... which worries me at times, really."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

Faerie.

*Xander looks at his glass as if consulting it. Finally, he nods sagely.* Yep. Figures.

Well, I wouldn't be worried if I were you. You seem like a perfectly well-adjusted weapons-trafficking, tourist-sacrificing, evil-mountain-dwelling faerie. *He grins.* Kidding.

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

"Figures what?" Behind her, wings twitch, amused.

"And... that sounds all so perfectly right. I might have to put that on a business card to hand out here."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander takes a sip of alcoholic beverage.*

Oh, uh, nothing. The business card idea sounds good. Then maybe the tourists will pick another mountain to visit, right? I see no downsides.

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

"I can only hope, alas. Though maybe I should go and change all the directional signs around, again. Send them to Mike and Cassandra's yard sale insted of my house."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander's starting to feel just a bit tipsy.*

Ah, a yard sale. Lots of secondhand fun. Unless Mike and Cassandra also sell exploding things.

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

"With all of their junk? Who knows. But its hardly quality stuff." A roll of her eyes, and she downs the rest of her drink.

Taelia grins at Xander. "And I, will see what else the Bar can conjour. I'll be back." Oh... tipsy promises, and the drunken tendacy to go 'oh, look, shiny!'

But she'll run into him again, soon. Promise.