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[mywifeaneva]

[near the mess hall: Gendo is standing next to a booth in a bright orange apron being made to offer suspiciously neon coloured drinks from a bottomless pitcher]

[Do you take a glass of tang y/n?]

I don't even know what the hell this stuff is.

((OOC: Tang has no effects, unless you count the increased urge to mingle. 8Db

edit: Taking a break

Comments

[anddoubleclick]

Angel juice!

[mywifeaneva]

... [staring down at the pitcher he's holding]

What. The. Fuck.

[anddoubleclick]

Or something that looks like it anyway.

[mywifeaneva]

[placing the pitcher on the booth table kind of roughly, annoyed]

And how would you know what that looks like?

[holierthanhao]

Then why are you serving it?

[mywifeaneva]

Does it look like I want to be?

[holierthanhao]

But you're wearing a matching apron.

[mywifeaneva]

You noticed? Whoopee.

[capthlock_rage]

[was just out walking his puppy]

. . . You're not a very good salesman.

[mywifeaneva]

[...hi puppy, kneeling down so she can sniff my hand AND ABSOLUTELY NOT MAKING EYE CONTACT]

Not like I'm getting paid. I think it's free, anyway.

[capthlock_rage]

Then why are you here?

[capthlock_rage]

[polite tailwag :D]

[holysiscon]

Looks like poison.

[mywifeaneva]

[shoving a glass at you]

Here, check if it is.

[holysiscon]

You first.

[mywifeaneva]

Too bad, I'm immune. You wouldn't be able to tell.

[magicalgenis]

...it's really bright!

[mywifeaneva]

... uhmmmm, yeah, I guess. Not exactly what I look for in a drink.

[magicalgenis]

[peering at the pitcher] What do you think is in it?

[mywifeaneva]

[...w-why are you so short]

Uh, do you really want to know? I don't.