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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[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Not tonight. She's out with Aziraphael at a concert. He and Crowley decided she needed a night out.

[mnt_raph]

That was awful nice of'em. Who're they seein'?

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Uhhhhhh something classical that I already forgot. I think?


Mahler maybe?

[mnt_raph]

*He holds up a hand.*

Don't need details, I can't tell the difference anyway. Never got into the stuff myself. That was more Donnie's thing.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Your brother?

[mnt_raph]

Yup. The smart one. Kinda like Ray Stantz an' Andrew's lovechild.
...
Okay, that's gonna give me nightmares.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

...Ew, Raph.

[mnt_raph]

Yeah...'m sorry. No matter how true it is...it's just so wrong.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

You should be. Jesus.

[mnt_raph]

*Raph shakes the image out of his head.*

Anyhow, yeah...Donnie was the one into Classical stuff. It's funny, I keep expectin' him to walk through the front door, but chances are he don't even know this place exists.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Hey, weirder things've happened here, you know.

[mnt_raph]

*nodding*

True enough. Hell, I got Mikey here, and just enough Leo to keep me from thinkin' this is all one really nice dream.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Wake me when the dancing girls get here.

[mnt_raph]

*He laughs*

This is my dream not yours.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

What, you don't like belly dancers?

[mnt_raph]

Not particuarly...no. Too much...

*He makes a vague hand gesture.*
not enough Her.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

...Belly?

[mnt_raph]

That'd be it, yeah.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

You're an odd one.

[mnt_raph]

On account of the fact I like the subtle? You really want two Mikes runnin' round?

*He raises an eyebrow?*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He laughs*

Subtle has its place. So does belly.

[mnt_raph]

Mmmhmm. I just prefer there to not be an audience, that's all.

*Oh how he misses Her.*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard winces*

No word?

[mnt_raph]

*He shakes his head and sighs*

Had a fun chat with her brother though.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He winces.*

Which one?