Guess who's not having a baby!
Clementine is over the moon. And she's planning on drinking herself under the table tonight:
In bright pink marker, she has scrawled on the chalk board:
COME CELEBRATE WITH CLEMMY
Menu
Mojitos
Gin and Tonic
Reno Craft Beers
Chocolate Chip Milkshakes.
***Single Women, Cops, and Hot Guys Drink Free. Drinks half-off if you can outbooze the bartender****
She's already swigging from a bewjewled decanter of tequila, so happy hour is officially open.
[OOC: And thus does Clem's pregnancy plot come to an end. Only slightly slow tonight, and around 'til 3 my time barring connection or rapture-related shenanigans.! Open 'til the next happy hour for new tags 'til then!]
In bright pink marker, she has scrawled on the chalk board:
COME CELEBRATE WITH CLEMMY
Menu
Mojitos
Gin and Tonic
Reno Craft Beers
Chocolate Chip Milkshakes.
***Single Women, Cops, and Hot Guys Drink Free. Drinks half-off if you can outbooze the bartender****
She's already swigging from a bewjewled decanter of tequila, so happy hour is officially open.
[OOC: And thus does Clem's pregnancy plot come to an end. Only slightly slow tonight, and around 'til 3 my time barring connection or rapture-related shenanigans.! Open 'til the next happy hour for new tags 'til then!]