(no subject)
"Me? Again?"
The young witch does not seem terribly happy about Bar's demands on her time, but puts her massive textbook aside with a sigh. Well, this probably does count as a half-way reasonable excuse- sorry, reason not to complete her essays just yet, and at least Millitime will mean she hasn't lost anything.
Actually, that's an idea...
After a few moments' thought (and a few more moments' scrutiny of the cocktail book), Minerva picks up a red chalk and writes in the board in a firm, neat hand:
Happy Hour Specials:
Butterbeer
Firewhiskey and gillysoda
Pumpkin Juice
Half off any drink if you can teach me something I don't know about transfiguration.
Double price if you try to lie.
Raising her voice authoritatively: "Happy Hour's open!"
Come and try to teach the teacher-to-be.
[OOC: And it's 5:30am here and I'm flagging, so happy hour is now closed! Slowtime is love, guys.]
The young witch does not seem terribly happy about Bar's demands on her time, but puts her massive textbook aside with a sigh. Well, this probably does count as a half-way reasonable excuse- sorry, reason not to complete her essays just yet, and at least Millitime will mean she hasn't lost anything.
Actually, that's an idea...
After a few moments' thought (and a few more moments' scrutiny of the cocktail book), Minerva picks up a red chalk and writes in the board in a firm, neat hand:
Happy Hour Specials:
Butterbeer
Firewhiskey and gillysoda
Pumpkin Juice
Half off any drink if you can teach me something I don't know about transfiguration.
Double price if you try to lie.
Raising her voice authoritatively: "Happy Hour's open!"
Come and try to teach the teacher-to-be.
[OOC: And it's 5:30am here and I'm flagging, so happy hour is now closed! Slowtime is love, guys.]