Holmes has made himself comfortable in a chair by the fireplace when a note arrives with his customary first-requested cup of brandy from Lady Bar herself.
"Interesting," he murmurs upon reading. Eventually, he agrees to the request and situates himself behind the bar, poring through the bottles underneath and on the shelves until Bar has to redirect him towards writing something on the specials board.
A few moments later, after considerable thought, the board reads:
HAPPY HOUR
Hot ToddyBrandy SodaEarly Afternoon Cocktail While he waits, he may try experimenting with some of the bottles behind the counter in order to create his own unique concoction of sorts. It's only slightly better than drinking something that is actually meant for eye surgery.
(Someone should warn him about those Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters, at any rate.)
[ tiny tags: irene adler, moist von lipwig ]
[ ooc: taking a quick break from tags but will return to these ASAP before sleep overtakes. after that, slowtime is welcomed and encouraged! ]