Drunken Unicorns, NYC, Sunday Evening

[hoorayimrich]

So, Tony owned a bar on the mainland. Not on purpose or anything, but he owned it nonetheless. Which meant that, should he need to drag a friend out for drinking, it was the perfect place to go.

It made perfect sense, thank you. Though he blamed the name on Bobby. Because he could, mostly.

Which would be why Tony was sitting in his very own VIP section with Ben, happy to find they now served s'mores here.

[[For the guy there and epic SP!]]