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[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Bernard's in the bar, at Bar but not behind her, so don't ask him for a drink.

Coffee.

Washington Post.

Not a bad mood.

[ooc: Closed to new threads. Back late tonight. @_@]

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[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

"Bernard."

Aeryn would have approached like a shadow, but for the gurgling baby in her arms.

"May I speak with you?"

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

From her booth, Val notices Bernard, and stands, walking off the the 'fresher for a moment, then returns, looking more professional, and smiling.

"Hey, Bernard. How was your honeymoon and everything?"

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

And there's Dinah, gliding over on her wheels.

"Hi there, Bernard, how are you doing?"

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Hopefully this doesn't change his mood. Tim is sitting at that table he always sits at when he's in a bad mood, the one that is usually covered in empty drink glasses by the time he's done. The table is in fact covered with drinks he bought from the bar, but he's only drinking tea. On the table is a sign "FREE DRINKS, HELP ME WORRY." He glances over at Bernard.*

Hey.

[last_adam]

*Adam's got his own coffee, and is nearby.*

Hey.

[simon_doctor]

"...So I've been meaning to ask you something."

Simon has a habit of skipping the standard opening formalities of conversations, like hello.

[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

"Good afternoon, Bernard. Welcome back. Got a moment?" It's Barry, friendly but also in an a cut-to-the-chase mood.

[thedisenchanter.livejournal.com]

Jill creeps out of her booth and up to bar. She doesn't even really think about ordering a drink from Bernard and instead asks one from bar as usual when someone's not behind her. She closes her eyes and sighs as she lets the steam from her tea flow through her nostrils.