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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[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti takes his glass, and drinks.

"Strong stuff," he says, approvingly. "It's good, though. Thanks."

Another sip.

"The weather is getting better, slowly; soon, it's time to put out benches on the lawn, in the garden. Lots of people have been helping me with that, by the way."

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

I know. How's Hagrid been working out?

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"Hagrid? He's great. He very much knows what he's doing, and you wouldn't believe how gently those huge ham-sized hands can plant small plants. He's just a natural gardener. And there has been unexpected help from all sorts of people; I had a machine creature help me with a drainage problem, and two boars, one real and one shape-shifted, had to break the part of the ground toward your patio - we did bury truffles for them, so I think they were happy regardless."

Asar-Suti drinks his Tequila.

"Erm - about those benches?"

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He's a little surprised about all the help.*

Yeah? What about them?

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti is suddenly very embarrassed, and mumbles something, shyly, that Bernard most probably can't understand.

"ermyesastheyreforthebarwilligetacoughermbudgetforthem-sorryforaskingofcourseyoudonthavetoahem...."

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

I have no idea what you just said.

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"Who pays for them?" Asar-Suti yelps, terrified.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He blinks*

The Bar.

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"And how do I get money from the Bar? I only ever have seen some put into it," Asar-Suti asks, still a bit frightened.

He may be a god, but this is the barman of Milliways' Bar.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

You tell her what it's for, and she'll give it to you. She has my permission.

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"I bring a receipt, and she understands that?"

Nothing's beyond the Bar, of course.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Sure. She'll absorb it and reimburse you, if that's how you want to go about it.

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"Erm, yes," Asar-Suti says. He does have a limitless tab of the 'put in one penny, gets oodles of money milennia later' type that's mentioned in the canon for Milliways itself; but still, if he goes and buys benches for everybody's use, it might be correct to get the money back.

"Can I have another tequila?" he then asks, glad the embarrassment is out of the way.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard grins and pours, then jumps as his silver bracelet glows blue, then red.*

My daughter's up. Gotta go. See you later?

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"See you later, then - have a good day with your daughter," Asar-Suti says, smilng at Bernard before wandering off with his glass of Tequila.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

*He disappears down the corridor.*