milliways_bar | Entries tagged with happy hour

Cassidy has decided that it's about time that he went home. Tulip's family dinner can't wait forever (technically, on that side of the door, it can), so after tidying up his room of empty bottles of liquor and household cleaners, he comes downstairs, ready to go. But when he stops by the Bar to say he'll be back, he receives a note on a napkin.

Stay.

He looks at it in confusion. "Uh, what? Sorry, luv, I've really got to--"

Another note: Take a bartending shift.

"What, now??"

Thanks. Good night. XX

"Wait- wait! I really- ...Ah, shite. Alright, luv, you win."

Cassidy stuffs the napkin-notes into his sweatpants pocket and shuffles in behind the bar. Is there a point to putting up a specials board? He doesn't really do cocktails very well.

Happy Hour Specials
Beer
Whiskey
Vodka

Whatever else comes from your home world
Or is in the fridge

[ooc: open forever!]

cottoncandypink

Wilford comes in today wearing an abused old hat and looking a little sunburnt. He goes straight from the door to the kitchen without a word, carrying a folder with him.

He's back there for about an hour before he returns to write on the board.

Summer Menu Candidates

Main Dishes
Comes with your choice of two sides

물냉면
Cold Noodles
Buckwheat noodles in cold apple cider broth, with cucumber, pear, and boiled egg

동치미국수
Spicy Cold Noodles
Wheat noodles in cold raddish kimchi broth, with cucumber and boiled egg

장어구이
Grilled Eel
Grilled eel with hot peppers and onions

닭강정
Crunchy Fried Chicken
Chicken with red pepper batter, fried in peanut oil

알밥
Fish Roe Rice Bowl
Rice, fried kimchi, cucumber, radish, egg, seaweed, and flying fish roe

Sides

굴무침
Seasoned Fresh Oysters
Raw oysters with hot pepper sauce

연근조림
Braised Lotus Root
Lotus root braised with rice syrup and garlic

조개탕
Clam Stew
Stewed clams with radish, anchovy, green pepper, and onions

오이냉국
Cold Cucumber Soup
Cucumbers with garlic, onion, and chilli peppers in a soy broth

겨자냉채
Cold Salad with Spicy Mustard Sauce
Crab, cucumbers, and pear with pine nuts and mustard sauce

Desserts

곶감쌈
Walnuts Wrapped in Persimmons
Dried persimmons and roasted walnuts

오미자화채
Pear and Berry Punch
Omija punch with honey, pear, and pine nuts

찐빵
Red Bean Steamed Buns
Steamed buns filled with red bean paste

마탕
Candied Sweet Potato
Sweet potato caramelised with sugar and honey

While he waits, he parks himself behind the bar with his laptop to work on his next script.

i_am_your_host

Is Milliways weather finally getting hot enough for milkshakes?

Does it really matter?

Because after getting the Bar's call of duty on a napkin, Emcee sets up a boozy milkshakes happy hour for which he had been industriously preparing. With a mixer ready to go, a supply of mixing cups at hand, and all the required ingredients chilling in the refrigerator, he writes the menu on the board.

Boozy Milkshakes Happy Hour!

Devil's Ecstasy
lots of chocolate; whiskey

Peach Gobbler
lots of peach; brandy

Morning Glory
lots of coffee; Guinness & Irish cream

Cunning Linguist
it's very pink; cherry schnapps & rum

Missionary
so vanilla; vodka

Boozy Sundaes

Deep Throat
banana with hazelnut, peanut butter, whiskey caramel, rum syrup

69 Split
above ingredients but with the banana artfully arranged

(all can be made non-boozy)

Emcee is not responsible for explaining these names to children who ask about them.

anewhero

[Tonight's bar is tended by Marcus Wright and he's got a radio playing while he sets out the drink specials.]

[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wvo11iWUpvQ [/youtube]

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Drinks tonight all have to do with Red, Spicy flavors, a bit of mixed criminal IPA drinks and some kicking teas for those who can't handle beer.

The Terminator- Strong but steady drink of choice

Twain's Criminal-Sin IPA

Church Street Heavenly Helles
Helles Lager · 5.4% ABV ·

And some more different, stronger drinks for the brave.

cottoncandypink

Wilford has managed to escape his obligations and commitments, and flees to the bar. He's both bored, and fairly wound up from a day of parties, dinners, and screaming kids. He wants to do something, and the bar presents and opportunity. Wilford gets behind it and immediately starts nosing around.

Happy Hour Specials

Spiced Egg Nog
Hot Buttered Rum
Spiced Apple Cider

He pours himself a drink to keep him company while he continues to dig through the bottles behind the bar, hoping to find something interesting.

[ooc: Holiday Happy Hour for those who are home today. Threadhopping encouraged. Will be around all day.]

curlytop

George comes down to the bar for dinner, and he's greeted with a Dundee United jersey, a pint of ale, and a plate of haggis. He grins. "Well, two out of three, I suppose?"

The haggis stays, but a plate of bangers and mash pops up as well.

"Trying to make me homesick?"

His answer is a single calendar page showing today's date and a note saying she'll be back later.

A few minutes later, George has donned the jersey, and scrawled out a specials list, complete with cartoonish unicorn and St. Andrew's cross.

St. Andrew's Day Specials

Scottish Ale
Scotch
Heather Beer

Non-Alcoholic: Irn Bru

First drink's free if you can sing a Terrors song

Bar has even provided a small television set that's playing a Dundee match from roughly the time George died.

George settles in with his dinner feeling, if a bit homesick, also a bit proud to be Scottish today.

"Oi!" he says to the TV. "That was never offsides! Get your eyes checked."

[ooc: edited George's club after a quick check with canon. Shhh...]

cottoncandypink

Halloween is a tricky holiday. It's the day when all the evil of the world pops out of the ground to say hello. It's also a pretty big party holiday, and for some reason the day people let their kids run around and take candy from strangers. Michael is way too young for anything like that, so he's at home, inside, safely locked away inside.

Wilford, on the other hand, has finished up his ADR for the day and made sure nobody wants him for anything. The door catches him off-guard as he goes to find a party he can crash. But why go crash a party when he can set up his own right here?

The first thing he does is rounds up a couple of rats, explains his plan, and passes them each $100 to get their motivation going. Once they rush back to the kitchen, Wilford starts setting up the rest.

HALLOWEEN HAPPY HOUR PARTY

Tricks	Treats
Drinking Contest - $5 Buy-in	Beers on tap
Survive the blue stuff - DRINK FREE	Pumpkin Pie
Candy Blind Bag	Baesuk
Teach me a new drink	Apple Pie à la mode, served with Apple Pie à la mode
$1 Mystery	Fish Bread
Bartender's Choice	Spiced Mead

With that taken care of, Wilford mixes himself a drink and settles in for the evening.

[ooc: Happy Halloween! Thread hop, have a party, have fun! I'll be around until the kids start knocking on the door.]

irish_vagabond

Cassidy has been avoiding going back home for a while now because of Stuff and Things (a.k.a. Tulip and Jesse) he doesn't want to face just yet. But staying here means building up a tab. Eventually, the Bar slips him the Napkin. Overcome with boredom anyway, Cassidy figures a bartending shift couldn't hurt to pass the time.

Happy Hour Specials
Whiskey
Vodka
Beer

(Cocktails cost extra)

He then pours himself a foamy pint and sits back. Yeah, he knows it's counterproductive to drink while bartending, but eh.

mnt_raph

Raph expected today to go pretty smoothly.
He was to go to the orchard, pick up a few barrels of cider for the Inn, and then deliver them.
Easy peasy, right?

Wrong.
So wrong.
Wicked freakin' wrong.

Because just as he's got the last barrel up in his arms, so that way he can back into the open and waiting doorway to the Disgruntled Tortoise, the door...changes. The barroom he backs into isn't the one he's expecting, and he doesn't really notice until he very nearly backs down the singular step from the Front Door to the Main Seating area, and by then it's just too late.*
The door closes itself shut, and Raph?
Well he's trapped in Milliways with a ridiculous amount of Adam Young's finest aged cider.

"Oh...oh you gotta be kiddin' me. Seriously?!"
He turns his heavily laden and put upon ire in Bar's direction.

The Special's Board slowly clears itself, and one by one several Zs appear.

"Oh no! Oh no you don't! I got places to be today!" he calls after her futility, but by the time he and the barrel make it over to her she's long gone asleep.

"Goddess, you suck." he mutters as he slowly lowers the barrel to the ground.
After shaking his arms out a few times he'll wipe clean the Specials Board.
In his barely legible scrawl, Raph will write:

CIDER

Eventually he'll even be ready to serve said cider, but at the moment...he's still shaking his arms out.
That barrel was heavy, and it wasn't the only one he was lifting today.

*you're mileage may vary.

curlytop

George is still carting around his D&D basic rules when he comes down to the bar tonight and is politely asked to start contributing to his room and board.

"Can I get an advance in the form of supper?" he asks. "Your choice."

He ends up with a steaming bowl full of pad see ew. George has never seen pad see ew, and he's absolutely delighted by it.

A moment later he's behind the bar with a list of specials posted.

Specials
Scotch Ale
Laphroig
Irn Bru

He settles in with his rulebook. He thinks he's finally getting the hang of this. (He took a few days off to...do something physical. Anything physical. Anything but maths and wizards.)

[ooc: Happy Hour is open forever. A reminder that D&D sign-ups are open through Sunday. :)]

readsthearticles

Billy's still undecided on the reality of this place. He still more than half figures that he hit his head on his way out of the captain's cabin and is laid out dreaming strange dreams. But hell, there's no point in standing around and arguing the point. Here he is and he might as well look around a bit.

He'd napped in a booth in the corner and when he ordered breakfast received with it a polite note--with instructions to come back in the afternoon and tend bar. With specials.

He writes SPECIALS up on the board in a tidy round hand...and then runs out of imagination for what the specials might actually be. So, uh, welcome to Happy Hour. With unspecified Specials. Provided by the big lad with his sleeves rolled up, currently standing behind the bar pulling out bottles at random.

((Hullo! Thanks to everyone who welcomed Billy! I admit I'm kinda running out of steam for Wow I'm New Here What Is This Place threads--is it okay if we handwave/let those drop? I'd love to pick up new conversations, I just have such a hard time holding up too many OMG I Don't Believe This Place What Is It threads at the same time...))

a1enzo

Dani and Enzo have a fantastic setup in their own worlds, but that doesn't mean Milliways has nothing to offer their relationship anymore. It's still the only place they can be together in their respective natural forms. They're happy together in any form, of course, but every so often you miss that sort of thing.

When they come downstairs seeking hydration (her) and data input (him), Bar presents them with a napkin note.

"Oh! Sure, I'm up for it if you are."

"Of course!"

SPECIALS
Wedding Bell Punch
Honeymoon Cocktail
Terremoto
Virgin Terremoto (Shirley Temple w/pineapple ice cream)

Mr. and Mrs. Fenton-Matrix are open for business!

i_am_your_host

When Emcee comes downstairs, wearing a black leather kilt (he does so love that kilt) and a white tank top bearing the phrase good boy printed in pale pink, the first thing he receives at the bar is a note asking him to bartend. Emcee is never one to turn down a shift. Besides, it will give him a perfect opportunity to practice making cocktails, and perhaps devise a few of his own concoctions.

Happy Hour Specials
Whiskey
Gin
Beer

Or taste test my own cocktail
The UP AND COMING

Emcee debated a few seconds over the spelling of "coming." He decided to be nice about it.

So here he is, busily experimenting with different measures of tequila, pineapple juice, cranberry juice, and triple sec, shaking and mixing, and trying to find the right combination of flavors.

[tiny tags: Cassian Andor, Riza Hawkeye, Roy Mustang, Graverobber]

irish_vagabond

Cassidy has made up his mind to finally go back home to do the thing that he has to do and get it over with.

So he's got his blanket and rice paddy hat that he came in with, all tucked under his arm and ready to go, when he gets a note from the Bar along with his usual breakfast whiskey.

"Seriously, though? Now?"

It's kind of a big tab. So.

"Alright, fine..."

Cassidy sighs and makes his way 'round to the back of the bar. It takes a few moments for him to scrawl something on the board (he's not very creative in this aspect), before he leans against the rear counter and lights up a cigarette.

specials
whiskey
beer
shots of anything

cocktails cost extra

configuration_birdwatcher

Bastion goes up to the Bar to retrieve their T-Minus device, and is met with a note requesting that they serve the drinks for a while. They beep the objection that they don't know how to make any drinks, and receive an additional note. Bar also provides them with the whiteboard they've been using to conduct conversations with humans. With a dubious bwoo, they move behind the Bar and retrieve the well-worn book of cocktail recipes from under the counter. When they've read through some of it, they put a few of their picks up on the board.

Specials:
Gear Oil
Rusted-Out Muffler
Monkey Wrench
Screwdriver

50% off if you teach me a new drink recipe

With that squared away, they wait to see who approaches them.

i_am_your_host

Emcee can't sleep, and he isn't content to sit still all night, so he volunteers to tend bar. But just before the Bar takes a nap, Emcee requests from her a tablet and a small speaker so he can listen to music during the shift.

Insomniac's Happy Hour Specials
Nightmare
Sleeping Beauty
Bartender's Wet Dream
German Wake-Up Call

With the specials board done up and a music app on the tablet playing Matisyahu's "One Day", Emcee searches for maps on the internet and takes down notes on his notepad while waiting for thirsty customers.

beautiful_bullets

The door opens on the sounds of screams and gunfire, the smell of smoke and explosives; Carmine Zuigiber, war reporter-at-large for the Weekly World News, slinks through with the poise and sang-froid of a supermodel on a runway, smiling to herself at a job well done.

"Excellent," she says crisply, smile broadening as she realises where she is. "I could kill for a drink."

(Or, perhaps, ensure someone else kills for a drink. Just so long as there's blood and alcohol.)

But when she gets to the bar, what she gets instead of a cocktail is a note from Bar. She doesn't argue (mainly because the possibilities involved here have previously occurred to her), instead removing a small gold lipstick bullet from an undisclosed location and using the reflection from a three-pint glass to freshen up her perfect lipstick while she considers her options.

That done, she uses the same lipstick to print the specials on the board:

SHOTS FIRED TONIGHT:
151 Ways To Die
Snakebite
Kamikaze
Four Horsemen

ANYONE WHO CAN OUTDRINK ME GETS ALL THEIR DRINKS FREE
Never let it be said that War doesn't have her rewards, after all. (Or that she's subtle.)

Job done, she perches on the bartop, crossing her incredible legs with the faint rasping noise of denim-on-denim that can, nonetheless, somehow be heard across the room, and grins.

"Come and get 'em, boys!"

Or girls, of course. But she's always found her appeal is greater with the lads.

cottoncandypink

Wilford's been in a pretty good mood today. He's been enjoying his brief stint of unemployment, and is already a little buzzed when he comes in and gets presented with a napkin. The first thing he does before even getting behind the bar is orders himself a plate of hot wings. Then he turns on the TV and flips through a thousand channels before finding a bike race to watch in the background while he sorts out the drinks.

SHOTS:

358 Magnum
6-Shooter
.46 Magnum

Survive the blue stuff and drink free

The bottle of blue stuff is in its usual spot on the bar, ready for the next person willing to tempt fate.

[ooc: Open all weekend. Threadhopping encouraged!]

helghasten

[Today, the man who refuses to take off his mask with reddish eyes and complete with a gas mask is wiping the bar's counter]

Not sure who talked him into it, but he was providing today's happy hour.

The Helghast Colonel stood in the bar writing down specials for the day.

"Welcome to my day"

Today's specials:

Fireball Whisky
Helghast Special- My own mix
Ludds Blood

The tables seemed to have some sort of theme today, they were covered with a blood red along with black line going through it.

irish_vagabond

When Cassidy comes down for his daily whiskey, this time he also receives a note on a napkin.

"If it's a bartender you want, luv, you might wanna consider someone else--"

Another note.

Cassidy sniffs, shrugs.

"Alright, then, if you say so."

If she's going to trust him with the inventory, well, that's a big vote of confidence. Besides, he has a huge tab to work off. He'll make the best of it.

HAPPY HOUR SPECIALS
Whiskey
Beer
Tequila, vodka shots

Simple, really.

One scruffy, tattooed secret vampire behind the bar, at your service.

[OOC: If your pup can sense supernatural 'otherness,' they may be able to sense that there's something off about Cassidy, but other than that he presents as human. And please, for now, no other vampire pups; I need to see what canon does with that first. Thank you!]

tire_moi_mes_bottes

The French presence in Milliways may have quieted down a bit, as new guests come to the place and old residents settle into their ways. But it's 14 juillet, the Fête nationale, anniversary of the kick-off of one of the greatest Revolutions, and Lesgle isn't letting it pass unmarked.

He's an old hand at this by now, and bustles around behind the bar. Gets out the tricolor flag, the bunting, the cockades. Cheese, fruit, crackers. Sandwiches. Red wine, champagne, and Various Blue Drinks. A welcoming smile for all comers.

VIVE LA FRANCE!

reads the chalkboard, and

VIVENT LES PEUPLES!

and

Ça ira!

((Good heavens, this guy has been doing this for four years? Party thread rules apply--hop around, talk amongst yourselves, have fun! I might throw in some of my other characters as well for partying purposes.))

i_am_your_host

Emcee comes downstairs looking like the opposite of what he'd looked like to anyone who'd seen him last.

That is, he looks like himself. And more importantly, in the bigger scheme of things, he feels like himself.

Clad in his usual repurposed tuxedo trousers and suspenders, a white sleeveless undershirt, and grungy boots, he's also made the effort to put on makeup. Smoky blue eyeshadow, crimson lipstick. Because this is who he is.

When he reaches the Bar, he receives a note from Sinric saying a fond farewell. And he also receives a note from Bar herself, saying that he has bartending duty now. Never one to shirk a bartending shift, he takes a moment to ask for a few items before agreeing and lets her have her nap.

He sets up an iThing music player on the back shelf to play a collection of electro swing, beginning with a little ditty called Star Wars - Cantina Band. Emcee has no idea who or what this is but it's catchy, and he bops in place as he writes the specials on the board.

Happy Hour Specials
Cocktails:
Gin Rickey
French 75
Sidecar
Bee's Knees
Corpse Reviver
Hanky Panky

With that done, he pours himself a glass of cherry schnapps and snacks on Belgian fries from a huge bowl, enough to share with anyone who comes by.

[tiny tags: cassian andor, baze malbus, chirrut imwe, mary of guelders]

notapilot

Sam's visit to Milliways today comes with a price as he gets the infamous napkin. "Alright, Lady, I got you. Before you go though, can I get whatever crazy kinds of lemonades you can manage? It's Spring right?"

Bar provides and soon Sam is standing in front of an alchemists dream of beakers, tubes, and coils.

Specials:
Lemonades of all kinds
Alcoholic available on request, as are frozen or mixed.

Half-off if you try the purple stuff.
First drink free if you wear a pair of sunglasses from the box.

To the side of him is a box filled with crazy sunglasses. He seems to already have his pair picked out.

Unnoticed by Sam is a little cardbox booth, about the size of a mug, which reads, "The Counselor is In"

[OOC: And I need to run to an appointment. Happy Hour in slows, but more tags are welcome.]

mjolnir_retriever

( Thor has been feeling steadily more ill. )

Kevin jogs downstairs. He's found himself a plaid shirt and skinny tie and tight jeans somewhere. His hair has grown -- which is weird -- but he's decided he rather likes the resultant ability to pull off a man-bun.

"Remodeling," he says to the room, with only mild bemusement. "Nice."

But oh man, there's a bar here, and there's no one behind it. Right, no worries. He knows what to do!

You'll find Kevin sitting behind the bar in perfect comfort, ignoring all passersby unless directly addressed, leafing through a magazine. There's a Welcome To Milliways pamphlet at his elbow, thrown carelessly on top of the office-style phone that's also appeared there, and a pair of glasses frames on his face.

Up on the Specials board, it says simply:

Drinks

cottoncandypink

Wilford's feeling pretty good today, despite appearances. He comes in today with the stiff gait of someone who's probably hiding a broken rib or two. He's not wearing his glasses today, but the cut across the bridge of his nose and the bruising on his face is probably a good indicator of why.

He doesn't even have to wonder why he's served with a napkin this week. But as far as reprimands go, he's had worse.

SPECIALS:

Anything at eye level

If he can't reach it, you're not getting it.

[ooc: Millitimed to after something that hasn't been finished yet. Thread hopping encouraged!]