Happy Hour
Skellig is behind the bar tonight. He got the napkin asking him to bartend, and he accepted the offer.
However, when he asked for some snacks to serve (people are hungry, and if he can help, he will) the selection was not his usual fried Chinese food fare.
There is a bowl of gummy bears - gummy creatures, more accurately - that seem to be...wiggling on their own. There is a container of risque shaped pretzels with a sampler platter of various dips. There is a large tub of what might have been popcorn in another world, coated in glittering sugars.
He is...confused, to say the least.
After writing up a special: all drinks half price on the board, he sets about herding the wild gummy creatures back into their bowl. Most of them are attempting to climb the mountain of bar coasters instead.
He snags a rogue gummy cheetah and bites the head off in one clean go. Mmm. Lemon.
[Open til midnight-thirty EST; may have momentary slows due to the fact that I'm also baking cookies. Go for it! Threadhop, etc!]
However, when he asked for some snacks to serve (people are hungry, and if he can help, he will) the selection was not his usual fried Chinese food fare.
There is a bowl of gummy bears - gummy creatures, more accurately - that seem to be...wiggling on their own. There is a container of risque shaped pretzels with a sampler platter of various dips. There is a large tub of what might have been popcorn in another world, coated in glittering sugars.
He is...confused, to say the least.
After writing up a special: all drinks half price on the board, he sets about herding the wild gummy creatures back into their bowl. Most of them are attempting to climb the mountain of bar coasters instead.
He snags a rogue gummy cheetah and bites the head off in one clean go. Mmm. Lemon.
[Open til midnight-thirty EST; may have momentary slows due to the fact that I'm also baking cookies. Go for it! Threadhop, etc!]