Bartending!

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

Claire steps behind the bar, Seth sleeping in a baby sling around her neck. She wipes down the bar's surface and straightens the extra glasses, smiling at Charlie playing guitar in the corner.



"What can I get you?"





[[ooc: 6:45 EST: Wrap or slow-time from here on out, please *bats eyelashes*]]

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[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

"Turns out that an explorer from after my time, a lady by the name of Croft, had been using it as a coffee table for some time."

"Bloody private collectors," he mutters, still harboring some lasting irritation over that revelation.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"A coffee table?" She makes a face. "That sort of thing belongs in a museum so everyone can see it."

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

"EXACTLY!" he bemoans loudly, "I like the way you think."

He sulks into his coffee for a few moments.

"So what did you do before the plane crash?"

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

She looks embarrassed. "I, uh, I worked at diner."

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

He shrugs. "It might not be as exciting as 'super hero' or 'knight'. But, a job's a job. And we all need our daily intake of grease."

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"I guess we do," she snorts. "So how long have you and Lorelai been toegther?"

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

"Oh, since just after Christmas. She's a real sweetheart."

He looks round the bar absently.

"She threw your shower right?"

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"She did. I had only just met her too." She smiles. "Everyone seems to be that nice here. I've got so many things for me and the baby from people I don't even know."

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

"Babies and weddings seem to inspire random generosity. But in this case, it's probably because you're very cute," he says with a wise nod.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

She blushes and looks away before smiling at him. "I'm just short."

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

"No, I don't think that's it."

He snorts at himself. "Don't listen to me... I'm a marked man."

After another furtive glance around the bar he finishes what must be his fifth cup of coffee of the afternoon and decides its time to get some more folk turned on to the party.

"You're a busy lady, so I'd best be off... but thanks for the coffee. Nice to finally meet you... and your lovely baby."

"Talk to you again soon I hope."

He gives her a grin and then nods farewell to the bundled child in a business-like fashion, "Seth."

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"It was nice to meet you too." She grins and wipes the counter underneath his coffee cup before moving it to the sink.