Oct 02, 2009 19:06
"...I ain't sure that I know what I'm doin' here, Bar."
Barman, to Sallie, is very much an administrative gig.
"Can you at least point me in the right direction?"
A napkin appears with an arrow pointing to a woman with hair that's more brown than red; a face that Sallie's never seen before. It's worth a shot.
"Look to makin' some coin?" Sallie calls.
Ellen's down at the end of the bar, sweating beer in hand, but she's keeping a good eye on the door that's likely to pop up any second now. She's convinced.
It doesn't take her more than a couple seconds to figure out somebody's talking to her - and that somebody's standing behind the bar for a change.
"What did you have in mind?"
Two bartenders, one happy hour. That's special enough. Right?
[ooc: Ellen Harvelle or Sallie Reynolds unless specifically asking for both or Carly and I feel inspired? And I'm far more likely to drop off before Carly does. Have at! Carly and Ellen are still about until she notifies you otherwise. All current Sallie threads are invited to slowtime through the weekend. <333]
bartending,
stitch,
ben wade,
happy hour,
sallie reynolds,
nathan petrelli,
medusa,
ellen harvelle,
spandexwoman