Snow stands by the door, looking around Milliways. It's been a long two years; she's been through a lot ( Read more... )

Snow, Millie and Wade are in their old booth, bags by the table. They'll be leaving on vacation later tonight, once Bigby joins them. For now, they're having a last snack before heading out. Millie looks a bit sluggish, but cheerful, and Wade is bouncing in anticipation. Fried paradoxes and chocolate milkshakes are the chosen indulgence tonight ( Read more... )

Snow enters through the painting portal with a bulky package. She carries it over to Bar and sets it down with a ( note. )

Elaine is sitting in the bar, reading a book.

She's not paying much attention to said book, and keeps looking over at the door.

She and Spike were supposed to have a lesson on Monday.

He never showed up.

She's knocked on their door.

She's looked around.

They could have left the bar and not told her. But this didn't feel...right, somehow ( Read more... )

Back from Honeymoon, and back from Gruinard Island- so here is a sight many may have missed in the bar proper. Svava is quite happy to be back, and would be happy to see quite a few people ( Read more... )

It's been nearly two years since Snow first entered Milliways. Since then, her children have been born, she's gotten married, and she's made more friends than she had in the previous two centuries. In their wing in the House of Arch, she's felt more of a sense of 'home' than she has since she was about eight ( Read more... )

[ooc: several hours after this. Not plot locked, in any way, shape or form, but please to not be tagging in unless your pup has already met Angelina- tonight is really not the best time to be meeting her for the first time.]

The door to opens and Angelina enters the bar. Her shoulders are slumped forward, her hair half obscuring her face; her eyes ( Read more... )

"Bacon and eggs and... whad'you want, little guy?"

""Hungry?""

""Yes! 'cakes!""

"A short stack, lovely."

The food appears, along with a sippy cup of apple juice.

Hunter squeals. "" 'uice!"""Thank you, Bar." Wolf strokes her surface before cutting the pancakes into Hunter-sized non-choking pieces. The bebe tries to grab some with his hands and ( Read more... )

It's been nearly a month since Bree has had a cup of tea in Milliways, but after all of the things that had occured in Wisteria since her last rather stressful visit, she has found it rather difficult to leave. Unnecessary, even ( Read more... )

Snow isn't in the bar all that often these days, but she's here tonight. A good book and an iced mocha join her in the old booth; she's doing the best she can to relax.