My little bartender, my little bartender...
Twilight stares down at the letters on the napkin Bar has just given her. "You want me to what?"
The letters change.
"What, now??"
They change again.
"B-but I don't know anything about making mixed drinks! How am I supposed to--oh." Her expression changes from concerned to pleased as a very thick book of cocktail recipes appears on the countertop. "Thank you."
After several minutes of flipping through the book and taking notes, Twilight trots around to the back side of the Bar and magically lifts a piece of chalk to write down the evening's specials.
Magic Star
Apple Jack
Blue Diamond
Pinky
Rainbow Brew
...
Twilight flips through the book. Thinks. Flips through the book some more. Thinks some more. Finally, she leaves a space and writes the following on the bottom edge of the Specials board:
Help me find a recipe that fits Fluttershy and your drink is free.
[ooc: I'm turning in early, so this is closed to new threads. Thanks for a fun evening, guys!]
The letters change.
"What, now??"
They change again.
"B-but I don't know anything about making mixed drinks! How am I supposed to--oh." Her expression changes from concerned to pleased as a very thick book of cocktail recipes appears on the countertop. "Thank you."
After several minutes of flipping through the book and taking notes, Twilight trots around to the back side of the Bar and magically lifts a piece of chalk to write down the evening's specials.
Magic Star
Apple Jack
Blue Diamond
Pinky
Rainbow Brew
...
Twilight flips through the book. Thinks. Flips through the book some more. Thinks some more. Finally, she leaves a space and writes the following on the bottom edge of the Specials board:
Help me find a recipe that fits Fluttershy and your drink is free.
[ooc: I'm turning in early, so this is closed to new threads. Thanks for a fun evening, guys!]