Happy Hour

[ushouldcwhatic]

Johnny stopped by the Bar for some fried paradoxes and a beer. But instead he got a note on a napkin.

"Wait, you want me? Oh, all right. Sure. Enjoy your nap."

He saw about fixing up a sign.

Specials
Jedi Mind Trick
Vulcan Mind Meld
Samuel Adams on tap

Non-alcoholic drinks on request.

Stump the psychic and your drink's free.

[tiny tag: Earl

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[longtonguedog]

An old man wanders up to the bar as the gentleman puts out the Specials board, hands stuffed deep in his pockets. He's wearing faded jeans, and a well-worn plaid flannel work shirt over a Virginia is for Lovers t-shirt.

He peers at the sign and eventually points with an amiable grin. "I sense a theme."

[ushouldcwhatic]

Johnny shrugged, and smiled, eyeing the shirt a little, "Sort, was checking the list back here, and looked promising." Virginia's ok, but Johnny's a Maine boy through and through.

He then added, "Anything look good?"

[longtonguedog]

Earl's face scrunches up as he considers for a moment, slipping into a bar stool near the bartender's station.

"Got any rootbeer back there?"

[ushouldcwhatic]

Johnny glanced around, and got out a bottle.

"Frosty mug?"

[ushouldcwhatic]

"You'd probably get a similar effect with the Vulcan Mind Meld. It's 151 proof rum and ouzo."

[ushouldcwhatic]

Johnny nodded, "Sure. I'm John by the way."

He then held out his hand to shake since suspected something up with the Atlantean request.

[tragic_mask]

Melpomene slides onto a free stool, placing her elbows on the bar and regarding the sign contemplatively.

"Any hints on how, exactly, to go about fooling a psychic?"

[ushouldcwhatic]

Johnny grinned back, "Can try, ask for something really strange even if you want something else? See if I catch on?"

[tragic_mask]

"Not sure if I'm up for that, here. If we were in the real world, it would be a different story."

[ushouldcwhatic]

"How's that?" He wondered curiously.

[killitwith_fire]

"'Stump the psychic,' huh. Well, I'm guessing that's you, right?" Axel asks, leaning against the bar.

[ushouldcwhatic]

Johnny came over to him with a smile, "That's what they call me. I usually go by John though. Really just means probably easy for me to figure what people want."

[killitwith_fire]

Axel grins.

"When you consider that most people don't know what they want themselves, that's still a decent talent."

[ushouldcwhatic]

"Or at least what they'll probably pick, or the outcome of it. Thanks though."