Wednesday Night 'Tending

[oh_frak_me]

Tonight, Lee and Kara wander downstairs, both looking well-frakked and ready to spend an evening drinking and getting in trouble. Unfortunately, the bar is unmanned! (not in the castrated way) Kara leans over the shining surface in search of a person and when none is forthcoming, she hikes herself over the top and onto the other side where she

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[not_a_hologram]

...did the word 'cigars' come into being?

Al is so there, strolling on up to the bar. He ran out of cigars two days ago, and almost feels naked without them.

"Evenin'..."

[oh_frak_me]

"Hey. What can I get you?"

She leans forward onto the bar, smiling genially.

[not_a_hologram]

"The sign says you've got cigars? And I wouldn't turn down a coffee, if you've got that too. Or anything non-alcoholic, really." He grins.

[oh_frak_me]

"Caprican Broadleaf, best there is. It's what I smoke"

She reaches down and pulls out a couple, setting them on the bar.

"Lee! Can you pour a coffee?"

[notagod_apollo]

"Got it... anything else?"

It's a bar, surely he wants something in his coffee

[not_a_hologram]

"Sounds great." He takes one of the cigars. "Uh... if there's any snacks back there, otherwise I can just ask the rats. Pretzels or something."

[oh_frak_me]

Kara hunts around for pretzels or peanuts or something. Eventually, she sticks her head tentatively into the kitchen and emerges with a tray of little dishes of trail mix.

[notagod_apollo]

Lee slides the coffee over with a dush of sugas and a little pitcher of cream.

"There you go."

[not_a_hologram]

"Oooh, thanks." He takes a seat at the bar, and lights his cigar. "Nice and quiet here tonight?"

[oh_frak_me]

Not a sound. Just us and a bar full of booze and a lot of cigars, right, Lee?

[notagod_apollo]

"Yep, a nice little party."

He browsws the selection under the bar.

"Where are you from?"

[not_a_hologram]

"Me? Eh... the United States? Don't know when you two are from. It's sort of... weird in here like that, but I'm sure you know that." He chuckles, taking a drag on the cigar. "Live in Nevada, now."

[oh_frak_me]

Kara has no idea what any of that meant. She smiles gamely.

"We're from Caprica. Recently, from the Battlestar Galactica."

[notagod_apollo]

Helpfully:

"Not from Earth, but, uh... perfectly human, if you were wondering..."

[not_a_hologram]

"Yeah, Earth, that's where I'm from. You're probably from the future, then?" He chuckles, glancing between the two. "I tell you, that's a weird feeling. Usually I'm the one from the future."

[oh_frak_me]

Look! Over there! A really confused pilot!

"Huh?"