Yrael hadn't remembered about today until she had tasted the glass of milk she had ordered this morning, only to find it tasting of catnip.
It was an odd morning, all told.
This afternoon, though, she slides in behind the bar to work her shift with a knowing look on her face. She's watching you, Bar. AND your sense of humor.
Specials!
Bitter HappinessOxymoronButterfingersShip of FoolsApril ShowerAnd all juice drinks half-off!
Settling in behind the bar, she smirks at the bar and its patrons. "It's Happy Hour, April's fools, so name your poison."