BARTENDING

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard. In the bar.

At the Bar.

Taking orders.

Imagine that.*

[ooc: Clarice gets a flat in the Staff Wing; Tom Riddle gets a scotch and an update on Bernard's love life, which is rather awesome; Sunny is imperious and snuggly and calls Bernard Daddy for the first time; Tony is depressed (OMG SHOCK AND AWE); Ace is seduced away from Tim with Vegetable Korma; Tim and Bernard talk about Security issues, including Faith and Barty Crouch, and Bernard pricks at Tim's conscience without meaning to; Laini is over-friendly; Q offers his services in the future; the Trips get cockroaches and a knife; Ginny's just plain nice and talkative; and Raph and Bernard talk about EVERYTHING (definitely worth a read).]

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[no-more-chianti.livejournal.com]

Clarice appraoches the bar and doesn't sit.

"Sir? Do you have a minute?"

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

I have several.

[no-more-chianti.livejournal.com]

Clarice would smile, but she's a little on the haggard side now.

"I spoke with Susan about working in the stables."

[young_tmriddle]

Bernard, I am so pleased to see you, and I will be even more so once you place a scotch in front of me.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*And the scotch is there.*

Good to see you too, Tom.

[young_tmriddle]

*The scotch is drunk with a near blissful expression.*

God, I needed that.

How are you?

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

Darth Sunny approaches her father, lightsabre in hand, cape swooped dramatically behind her.

"Found min-yons," she informs him seriously.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Her father picks her up and swings her around.*

Did you? And who were they?

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

"Q. An' Jedi. An' Flor. Pretty. Witch like Dora. Got cookies. Victowy close."

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"Hi," says Tony glumly.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard cocks an eyebrow*

Bad day?

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

An Ace.

At the Bar.

Looking rather not-quite-awake.

"Tea?" Yes, Aces can look plaintive.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Absolutely.

*He prepares a pot of Earl Grey.*

What's got you looking so... dead?

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim approaches the bar, and attempts frivolty.*

White russian, hold the ice, hold the kahlua, hold the rum.

*No, he's not very good at it right now.*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

So...


Cream?

[foxy-l33t.livejournal.com]

A beaming young woman in a silver jumpsuit parks herself on a stool, and quietly waits her turn to order. A (silver as wel) foxtail swishes behind her.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard approaches*

Get you a drink?

[http://users.livejournal.com/_queue_/]

"Greetings, mon Capitaine!"

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Er.





Hi?

[give-us-candy.livejournal.com]

The Triplets approach the Bar and look around a little, Shock's face skewed with contemplation.

"Beetles?"

"NO! Something different." It's an odd day when beetles get boring.

They are open to suggestions.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard blinks, then grins*

Well.

How about... fried cockroaches?

[missginnytonic.livejournal.com]

GInny walks in and sits at the Bar waiting nicely

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard smiles and approaches.*

Hi, Ginny. Get you a Coke?

[mnt_raph]

*Raph walks over chuckling.*

Your kid is a piece of work, you know that?

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He laughs*

I know that very well.

*He's flushed with pride*

She called me Daddy tonight, Raph.