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]

"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.*