Caritas, Sunday Evening
No, Lacey still hadn't left yet. No, she still hadn't recovered from her hangover yet. And when Tino mumbled something at her about how the good-for-nothing regular Sunday bartender hadn't bothered to show up for his shift, she was too out of it to realize that yet again she was getting suckered into something.
And so there was one pitiful-looking Canadian slumped behind the bar, doing her pathetic best to look like she knew what she was doing.
Probably best to get Tino to make the drinks, even though he wasn't in much better shape.
[OOC: Tino-modding will be your best bet as I'm busy in other threads, so will be slow. But Lacey's here!]
And so there was one pitiful-looking Canadian slumped behind the bar, doing her pathetic best to look like she knew what she was doing.
Probably best to get Tino to make the drinks, even though he wasn't in much better shape.
[OOC: Tino-modding will be your best bet as I'm busy in other threads, so will be slow. But Lacey's here!]