Closed: Susan

[gabetate]

There were some days that Gabriel declared done by noon. He'd mentally checked out at his terribly tedious Muggle job before lunch and never actively checked back in. At least, he didn't have to actually be all there to do it. As long as he could read a script and hit the right buttons when a call connected for him, he was good. If he let answering

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[susanbones_x]

Susan behind the bar on Wednesday afternoons into the late evening, giving Hannah a bit of a break on the slowest night of the week. It didn't make much sense for her to waste her time refilling bottles, rearranging the bar table configuration (as Susan liked to do when she was bored), or make polite but long drawn out conversation with the less than desirable clientele.

Actually, she was just edging her way out of a back and forth (it was really mostly just her throwing whatever he offered back at him, the older man just not getting the hint) as politely as possible when a familiar face caught her eye.

"Tate!" she grinning, bouncing over to the other side of the bar to greet him. Susan pressed her palms to the edge of the bar and pulled herself up, leaning across the bar to press a kiss to Gabe's cheek before settling back down. "Your timing could not be more perfect."

[gabetate]

"Bones," he answered with a small, crooked smile. Susan was always more vibrant than Gabe, but that was part of why he liked her so much. It was hard to be too disinterested in everything when she was around.

"Did I accidentally just save you from something?" He asked, head titled slightly to the side to glance at the man she'd just abandoned. He did look, well, smarmy or something. Of course, he doubted Susan needed saving from anything, especially from him.

[susanbones_x]

While Susan had already perfected the art of excusing herself out of less than savory situations, especially when it came to her shifts behind the bar. The Leaky attracted every type of crowd and some weeks were much better than others.

Either way, Susan would have pulled herself out of a conversation with Viktor Krum for Gabe, no questions asked.

"Yes, you did," she grinned, resting against the counter now. "Can I get you a drink as a thank-you?"

[gabetate]

Gabe wasn't going to call her on it, but he smiled a little, appreciating the sentiment.

"You can get me a drink for any reason. As long as there's alcohol involved." He wasn't much of a drinker, really. One, sometimes two, and he was done. It was the act of being somewhere else for a while, though, that usually had him bothering to go out for a drink sometimes. The Leaky in particular also had Hannah and Susan, so that made the decision easy enough.