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.*

Comments

[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

Helen smiles. "Cuthbert and Susan told me about the stables. It seems like a good idea. And it will get Melina out of my room...Not that I don't like her, but it's a bit crowded." She smiles again, and pets Melina's ears.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

You know, you could always put her on a long rope to graze outside. It's warm enough now.

[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

Helen shrugs. "I could. I probably should." She sips the drink. "So, will there be a fee for keeping your horse in the stables?"

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Nah. If there is, it'll be minimal, but I don't think we'll institute one. For one thing, Boukephalos is technically Hektor's, and you and I both know I have no way of collecting.

[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

Helen nods. "Alright. I think this will all work out. Susan seems very happy about it."

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

She's overjoyed. I've asked her to run it. I think she needed something to do with herself.

[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

Helen laughs a bit. "She just cannot wait, it seems."

Melina puts her head up on the bar. She stares at Bernard.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He bends down, smiling.*

Hello, there.

[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

Melina perks up her ears happily when Bernard talks to her and waves with one of her wings, much to Helen's amusement.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He reaches out a hand to skritch her behind the ears.*

She's getting enough exercise lately?

[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

Helen grins. "Yes, she most definately is." She finishes her drink, and slides off the barstool. "We were just about to head out for our walk, but it was nice to talk to you, Bernard. Thank you for the information on the stables!" She snaps her fingers and Melina turns to go with her. Helen waves goodbye to Bernard, and heads out to the lake.

(ooc--Mun has to go. Catch ya later?)

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Anytime, Helen.

*He waves briefly, then turns to another patron.*

[ooc: Sure!]