Happy Hour!

[iamso_awesome]

Apollo's been trying to come to Milliways more often, now that he's been reminded of its existence, and it seems that today, the Bar's decided to help encourage that.

Specials:
Order in haiku
and your first drink will be free;
other verse, half off.

(dactylic hexameter
will get you free drinks all day)...what, you expected anything less from the

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[sunbaked_baker]

Rae had intended just to go to a table and sell her baked goods as usual, but the challenge on the day's Special's board catches the red-head's interest.

It's the bookish baker's kind of challenge, though it's been years since she's been in school, longer since she'd thought about poetic meters. Still, nothing to lose by trying it out. Dactylic hexameter, huh?

After a moment, she smiles at the bartender and tries out, "I'd like a cup of green tea 'cause I'm tired and I need the caffeine, please."

[iamso_awesome]

Apollo grins. "Very nicely done. One green tea coming right up."

[sunbaked_baker]

Rae looks pleased with herself, taking a seat at the bar. "At least it's proof that I did actually remember something from high school," she grins.

Her tray is set nearby, covered in various baked goods, deliciously fragrant and fresh from the oven. There are pieces of rich chocolate cake as deep and dark as sin; crunchy, gooey caramel concoctions set on wax paper so the caramel won't stick once it's cooled down; a pyramid of lemon-strawberry squares dusted ever so lightly with powdered sugar; a group of baked goods seemingly spun out of a multitude of different kinds of chocolate; as well as a collection of warm, gooey cinnamon rolls each roughly the size of a human skull.

[iamso_awesome]

"It's not one that enough people know, these days." Okay, maybe it's not as intuitive to English as it is to Greek, but that's beside the point.
Then the baked goods catch his eye. "--Okay, I have to ask, how'd you get the cinnamon rolls that big without completely blackening them on the outside?"

[sunbaked_baker]

"Sheer talent," she smiles in a way that says Sorry, trade secret.

Even though it's mostly true. All of her recipes are her own invention.

"Cinnamon Rolls As Big As Your Head are my best-sellers."

[iamso_awesome]

"I can't say I'm surprised, from the look of the things."
He can let 'trade secret' slide. He knows a thing or two about those, after all.

[sunbaked_baker]

"Want to try one?" she offers, still smiling.

Blame the dominant Feed-People gene. She usually does. It's just about the only thing that'll cause someone to willingly go into the family-owned-and-operated restaurant business. They certainly don't do it for the pay - which is meager - or the hours - which are pretty horrendous.

[iamso_awesome]

"Sure, why not?"
Might as well see if they're as good as they look. Besides, if Apollo had a problem with being offered food, he'd be in the wrong line of work entirely.

[sunbaked_baker]

Sunshine snags one of the warm, gooey cinnamon buns from the tray and sets it on one of the small plates she'd brought with her. She even includes a napkin, just in case he's not the finger-licking type.

"Here you go," she says, setting it down on the bar. "Enjoy."

Presumably Bar will take care of any tab transaction. Sunshine usually leaves inter-dimensional exchange rates up to Bar, so no one feels like they're paying too much. She knows her world's economy sucks.

[iamso_awesome]

"Oh, I plan to."
He provides her tea first, then has a bite. "...You are good at what you do," he says, for one of the understatements of the ages.

[sunbaked_baker]

"Good to hear it," she grins over the rim of her teacup before taking a sip.

Ahhh, caffeine is her friend.

"Thank you for the tea."

[iamso_awesome]

"Not a problem." That is, after all, what a bartender's there for.
Even when the bartender in question is a god.

[sunbaked_baker]

"Is this your first time bartending?" she asks, sipping her tea again. The tea here is always good. "I've not seen you around."

[iamso_awesome]

"Yes and no," Apollo says, around a mouthful of cinnamon roll (hey, it's just that good); he swallows before continuing.
"Last time I was here was... well, the bar wasn't self-serve and the space out back wasn't nearly as nice as it is now. so I have filled in here before, but not in a long time."

[sunbaked_baker]

"Wow," Rae replies, impressed. "That's a long time between visits. I've had the door show up twice in one day, once."

[iamso_awesome]

Apollo shrugs. "Yeah, a few centuries or so. But, you know, it's easy to lose track of the place, and that doesn't mean it's been a few centuries here."
He doubts it has, but it's been several years, to be sure.