Bartending :O

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard is behind the bar.

Just, you know. There. Available. For whatever.

He might even, like, take orders or something. If you're nice.*

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[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Well, in my line of work, you had to be, or you were put away for life.

[slayer_fray]

"Technically, mine too. But no one cares much about theiving nowadays.

"What did you do?"

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*His eyebrows raise in surprise that she doesn't know who she's working for.*

Bomber.

[slayer_fray]

"Cool," she says, impassively. She's only spoken to him once and the mun completely forgets if it was mentioned. "Good work? Apart from the cops, i mean."

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

A bit less stable than this work, so yes and no.

[slayer_fray]

"Stable," she repeats. "You sound like my sister."

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Oh?

[slayer_fray]

"She's a career girl." Mel explains. "Always played it straight, never knew how to have a good time.

"She's also a cop."

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Well. Never let it be said that I don't know how to have a good time.

[slayer_fray]

"I won't. As long as you don't forget."

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Around here? Not bloody likely.

[slayer_fray]

She smirks and leans back.

"Good to know."

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Well. I'm about as settled as anyone can manage around here, I think, and I still get up to quite a bit of mischief.

[slayer_fray]

"Heh. Maybe Erin should come here. It'd lossen her up a little."

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

This place tends to do that to people.