Happy Hour

[friend_of_lucy]

Tumnus was not expecting the Bar today, there's a delegation from Archenland and he was going to put together some notes for the royal family but perhaps he can do that here

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[just_wrex]

Wrex leans down slightly, as he's used to with human-sized bars. His head juts forwards and downwards a little to get more or less level with Tumnus's

"Do you have Ryncol?" The tone is surprisingly polite, for what you'd expect from that face.

[friend_of_lucy]

Tumnus looks up at him and swallows, he looks like something that the Witch might have commanded,

"I can search for it. What does it look like?"

[just_wrex]

Wrex shakes his head, looking down along the bar as he does so. He isn't trying to be intimidating, not specially. It just happens naturally.

"If you haven't been warned about it, then you don't have it."

[friend_of_lucy]

"Milliways seems to have most things from many worlds. It might be here,"

Its hard to keep his hooves from tapping too much so Tumnus shifts so the dragon can look on the shelf behind him.

[just_wrex]

Wrex looks, his deep red eyes narrowing. He recognizes several cylindrical bottles, the kind used in Citadel space and the Terminus systems.

"Bring me that one and that one." He points to a green bottle and a blue one.

[friend_of_lucy]

Tumnus goes to get the bottles and sets them down,

"What kind of glass would you like?"

[just_wrex]

"One that's not made of metal. You wouldn't like what would happen."

He examines the labels and nods. They look like the kind you'd pay a lot for, but he just got paid by the Shadow Broker, so the price is a secondary concern.

[friend_of_lucy]

It doesn't take long to find a large wooden mug, its meant for troll drinks though Tumnus doesn't know that,

"Will this work?"

[just_wrex]

Okay, that slight widening of the eyes must be surprise. Either that, or Wrex is gauging whether the small human with the funny ears is trying to mock him. Wood? He has never drank Ryncol off a wooden glass. He doesn't even know what Ryncol would do to wood!

He shrugs with a sligjtly malevolent curl of the corners of his lips that could almost be called a smile.

"It will do. Mix two parts of the green one with one part of the blue, in the glass itself."

[friend_of_lucy]

Tumnus isn't sure what else to offer other than metal and carefully measures while providing some distance, he doesn't know what might happen.

[just_wrex]

It's... A bit disappointing actually, and judging from Wrex's expression one would say for him too. The two liquids mix, settling in a darker green colour, and that's it. Of course, even at arm's distance, Tumnus can feel the emanations burning his sinuses.

[friend_of_lucy]

"I.is it meant to do that?" Maybe he mixed it wrong.

[just_wrex]

Wrex leans in and takes a deep sniff of the acidic spirits, his lips curling into a smile as he wraps his two-fingered hand around the mug.

"This exactly? Only when it's damn good." He takes a long drink from the mug, tilting his head to one side and shaking it vigorously, one eye closing for a moment.

[friend_of_lucy]

Tumnus waits to see how the dragon likes his drink before speaking.

[just_wrex]

Wrex places the mug carefully on the bartop, nodding slowly. That was... Excellent. Ryncol is seldom drank for its sensual value. It hits hard and burns satisfyingly. But this... This actually tastes -good-.

"That was... Good! Damn good!" The smile is more defined this time, almost open.

[friend_of_lucy]

Tumnus smiles with relief, "Good."