::Open RP : Spring Specials at the Little Green Apple::

[lady_thujone]

Spring is here, spring, is here...

And to celebrate, there was a new special at the Little Green Apple.

Chalked on the blackboard:

Fruit Lambics are in!
Kriek
Framboise
Cassis
Aardbei
Druit
Pêche
and of course,
Pomme!

Try a cold one!

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[ijk_mno]

That's right, L is back, and with friends in tow.

He approaches the bar, very cautiously. La Fee is not a trustworthy person, no, not at all.

[gamerspy]

Matt is following happily, looking much better than he did this morning. His hair is still ridiculously messy from all the speeding.

He's also really hoping that at least one of the other two are going to be up for taking a couple of hits. Because, dude.

[cardarchitect]

Somehow, somehow, Near has been talked into this.

He's a little baffled as to how. And somewhat startled that L wants to go to a bar at all, really.

Well, he can always watch the two of them get drunk, right?

[ijk_mno]

'They have french music,' was one of L's big selling points.

"If I am not mistaken, Aardbei has strawberries in it."

[vislor_turlough]

Well, after convincing someone in the Sorting Room that yes, there is a dinosaur here, and yes, it is a good idea to change Hufflepuff's name, Turlough decided to wander down to Slytherin for a drink.

Or quite a few, since he thought it a good idea to try one of every fruit beer.

Luckily, his physiology's different enough that he's not drunk yet.

[lady_thujone]

"I do appreciate your thoroughness," La Fee Verte vamped at him. "Care to start sampling the liqueurs next? I have a dizzying array of fruit cordials."

[vislor_turlough]

"Why not. Nothing better to do."

[lady_thujone]

"Try this." She poured him a limoncello.

[garland_briggs]

Garland had wandered about the grounds for a while, slowly getting his bearings in this large place. Well as much bearing as he could. Some of the hallways seemed to change when he came back to them. He came across the Little Green Apple and decided to take a rest.

He sees the specials up on the board, but asks La Fee, "Pardon me, but do you have any scotch back there somewhere? It would do wonders for my weary feet to sit down for a moment and ponder this amazing school I've lost myself in. Along with the scotch, of course."

[lady_thujone]

"It is amazing, isn't it, dearie," La Fee Verte said with a slow smile. She reached for the scotches. "Is Lagavulin good for you? I've got others, of course. Unless you'd rather try the real house specialty."

[garland_briggs]

Garland smiled back. "No, thank you. Lagavulin would be just fine. Better than fine, in fact. Pardon me saying so but I wasn't expecting to find such a superior brand. May I inquire as to what the house speciality is?"

[lady_thujone]

"Why, absinthe, of course." She gave him a seductive smile. "I am La Fee Verte, after all."

[400_years_young]

So this was the Slytherin bar. John liked it the second he stepped inside.

The smells were exotic -he'd have to ask about that- and the bar was well stocked, but the selection of hookahs caught his attention. He was happy to find a place where he could smoke in style.

He'd have to see what the proprietor had available.

[lady_thujone]

"Welcome to the Little Green Apple! Can I interest you in our spring special?" She gestured toward the blackboard. "Or perhaps you'd like to sample the house specialty?"

[400_years_young]

"Water for me, thanks," John said. "But I've got two questions: one, what smells so good, and two, what do you have to smoke?"

[lady_thujone]

"I'm sure all sorts of lovely smells might be tempting you, but if you're looking for a scent for someone special, or to lure someone special, I've a selection of perfume oils." She smiled at his second question. "I have a full selection of flavored shisha tobaccos, and if you'd like something stronger, well, I've hashish and opium blends as well."