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[bonerkilled]

[Someone is in the inflatable bar. He seems to have been there for a good while. He is not at all sober]

So! Who else wants to give me the news about this place. It cannot possibly be any worse, and I cannot possibly be any less sober. Though I will be attempting to disprove that! Cheers!

((OOC:... I guess general warning that Owen is indeed

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[inthemoodnow]

*AT SOME POINT WHEN OWEN HAS FINISHED TALKING TO BARBARA Captain Jack Harkness is at the bar, also drinking. again. things are clearly going very well in the life of Captain Jack Harkness. he wanders over to Barbara, glass in hand.*

Cheers.

[ournetprophet]

Cheers. A long night at the bar in a good or a bad way this time?

[inthemoodnow]

I'm at the bar because I'm the reason that he's at the bar.

*indicates Owen, wherever he is*

Yourself?

[ournetprophet]

Ah. [not very approving eyebrow-raise in Owen's direction]

I thought a night outside of my cave might be appropriate. It's as if I can hear Dinah nagging me from afar.

[inthemoodnow]

...sorry about that, I'm guessing that between me and him, we probably managed to turn this into an awkward night for you,

[ournetprophet]

Oh, believe me, on my scale of awkward nights this comes nowhere near winning the prize. It's fine.

[inthemoodnow]

Rarely have I been so pleased to lose.

Not always so big on getting out? I would have taken you to be more of a woman about town.

[ournetprophet]

In my wild youth, you know.

I still get around, I just have different views.

[inthemoodnow]

You speak of that like it's long ago.

But you're right, the view does change after a while.

[ournetprophet]

It might not be so long ago on the calendar, but... [runs a hand along the arm of her chair]

Things happen.

[inthemoodnow]

*gives her a look, sympathetic but not pitying*

Growing up sucks.

[ournetprophet]

[snorts, amused]

Indeed. As I am often reminded - the trials of being a teacher.

[inthemoodnow]

*raises his glass to her in a toast*

The burdens of being the boss.

[ournetprophet]

Hear, hear.

[inthemoodnow]

*clinks! and leans back against the bar*

He really is a good guy. Owen, I mean. He'll just do his damnedesst to make sure you never know it. He's gotten good at it, too. So never tell him that I tipped you off.

[ournetprophet]

I know the type. Your secret's safe with me.

And to be completely honest I enjoy a bit of antagonism from time to time. It's invigorating.