Oct 08, 2010 19:38
[The first thing you hear is the sound of rock music playing in the background mixed in with lively conversation. Major’s is packed tonight from the sounds of things and everyone sounds like they're having a good time.]
Sir, I think you’ve had enough tonight.
[There’s a groan followed by a slurred “pleeeassshhh beybah”]
Sir, please refrain from shoving money at my chest. The tip jar is there for a reason.
[A throaty chuckle.]
No sir, my name is not Bunny and I don’t want to nibble at whatever carrot you have in your pants.
[What’s that? Why, more incoherent slurring.]
Yes, sir, I have a boyfriend. His name is I’m going to kick your ass if you don’t stop playing grabby hands.
[A grunt followed by the roar of laughter.]
Okay Buddy, that’s it.
[There’s the sound of a loud crash followed by a thump. The last thing you hear is someone say “Holy crap, did the bartender just sock that guy?!” before the transmission is cut off.]
†: lady,
†: alex mercer,
c: terra,
c: franziska von karma,
c: rochelle