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*Sirius raises his hands for attention*

All right everyone, the building is done for the evening, the charm needs time to settle, and I need a cold drink.

*saunters back into the bar and pours himself an ice water*

It's almost happy hour, and we have some specials on tap this evening; those of you interested in green drinks in general may like to order an Apple of Eden, which will definitely get you thrown out for rowdy behaviour after a few. Otherwise the butterbeer is cold, the bourbon is expensive, and the absinthe is locked up just in case.

The food special tonight is coconut prawns, though peanut butter sandwiches seem also very much in evidence.

*waves at blackboard, where several names appear, with bar credit for "Construction Assistance"; this includes the Fool, Raphael, That Rat, Neville Longbottom, and Glorfindel*

[ooc: if I've missed anyone, let me know.]

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*appears*
Hi, Sirius.
Can I have the coconut prawns and a peach margarita?

*twirls a firger and turns his apron tie-dyed*

Just for atmosphere, y'know?

*raises eyebrow*

You locked up the absinthe?

Oh, no. No green drinks.

Something exotic and potent for the Muse, dear Sirius, if you please.

::eyes Rugged Carpentry Sirius appreciatively::

There are good green drinks and bad green drinks.

*grins and flexes a little under his shirt*

Maybe just a --

Kassandra.

He's naked.

We don't allow naked in the bar!

Hello...lady? *sits down near you* I have my own money, and credit now, so you don't need to pay. But thank you for offering to.

exotic and potent, my princess?

*bows deeply and gracefully*

Do you not agree that purple is a most becoming colour on a man? I once led the fashion at a royal court, and we wore it so, above the eyes.

*traces his brow with a long finger*

Had to, My Lady. After last time. Can't let just anyone tamper with something like Absinthe.

*holds up the key*

I wouldn't worry if you wanted some, ma'am. Just say the word.

Miss, you turn that back this instant or no prawns for you! I consider this a hex, you know!

*can't help but grin a bit*

My lady, I thought all your words to me were spent, some thousand years ago.

You look beautiful, as ever, as the ice on Mount Aetna looked beautiful from Mykenae where your caprice led me.

::bows her head, a bit too regal::

For the moment, I'll have an Apple, Black.

The kiwis are distinctly safer today, as well, should you be in a creative mood...?

He could have your shirt.

But how would he get it over the pretty, pretty silver wings?

All his colors are perfectly in tune, and he is indeed well-formed as a man. But amber and gold, too, are pleasing to my eyes...

I think a long island iced tea would be fine, thank you. *eyes Sirius appreciatively*

Mr. Black and I go back some ways, don't we, Sirius?

*Pout a little, but turns it back*
But, Sirius, you can't serve tropical food with no tropical atmosphere...

*Looks mischievous*
Can I put up palm trees and sand?

Young hero of the house of Longbottom, welcome here. You may have studied me, perhaps, in Divinations, or in History of Sorcery.

...do I look like my pictures in the books, Sirius? 'Dora Tonks did not say.

For god's sake. *tosses you a tea towel* cover yourself up. There's no naked in my bar!

Oh, yes, do, please do, and some white dunes over there where it is darkest.

*smirks*

A beach towel maybe, sweetheart. A tea towel is an insult to my manhood.

*rolls eyes and ties towel around his waist, egyptian-skirt style*

There. Perfect for lounging around the bar or a night on the town.

Aah, bitterness. Tastes so strangely sweet.

*tilts Kassandra's head back up*

How does life treat you, my love?

Madam, no picture does you justice.

But he's naked!

..Pretty, pretty.

you flatter me, lady. I am but tawdry gilt beside thy beauty.

be less generous with my names, my princess. Even I can only bear one at a time

One palm tree. And sand if you must, though you'd better tidy it away afterwards.

*grins and murmurs* Padfoot doesn't want to be shaking sand out of his coat for weeks!

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