[ Video // Night ]

[rustigedraak]

[ Ladon is in his jazz club with the lights low, but there's enough to see that he's shifting around behind some kind of bar, cleaning shot glasses and rearranging bottles.

He takes a moment to set a nice new bottle of whiskey to the side before picking up his PORTAL and thinking at it. ]

F'I go an' offer you idiots free booze, that shut you up?

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[Action forever]

[treacletarts]

[Dormouse doesn't get much sleep, so tonight she decided she was going to have a stroll. She stops outside the Golden apple when she passes by it, and kind of just...peers inside, out of curiosity. Have a tiny girl, Ladon.]

[rustigedraak]

[ Ladon looks up from his working on a drink for one of the people there when he spots the tiny girl peeking inside. ] You lost, kid?

[treacletarts]

Nope. I'm not really going anywhere.

[rustigedraak]

In that case, want me t'mix you up somethin'?

[ What's got Ladon in a good mood? Who knows. ]

TENEKA

[hypercarnivore]

[Normally he's not very fond of the smell of alcohol, but...welp, taking his mind off things sounds like a good idea right now.]

Ya mind underaged drinkers? Not that I'm gonna get smashed or anything.

[rustigedraak]

Pretty sure this place ain't got a drinkin' age. Doubt the cops'll care even if there is, long as you're wearin' a mask.

[hypercarnivore]

Then I'll be right over.

[True enough, he's swinging by within the next half hour or so.

[rustigedraak]

[ Ladon's still behind the bar, cleaning up after every drink he makes like a little uberdomestic whirlwind. And then rearranging bottles while waiting for more people to show up, including anyone underage~. ]

[action]

[gyrocopter]

[Oh. Now this is more along the lines of joints from back home. He likes this.

A tall-haired man is quick to show up. However, he still has no idea what TENEKA even is. Thus, he is entirely mute except for his mind reeling. "Hm, I haven't had a good bottle of Southern Comfort for a while..."

He tries to wave over at the man across the counter silently. His computer-like PORTAL is snug in his pocket, yet he still has no idea what TENEKA is. Perhaps he'll learn soon enough.]

[rustigedraak]

[ Ladon returns the wave, then leans a little on the bar. ]

Evenin'. Whatcha drinkin'?

[gyrocopter]

[Goose was quick to be taken aback. There was a voice in his head, and it seemed to be from the barkeep himself. Here he thought that speech was impossible at night, but lo and behold, he was getting spoken to. Telepathically.

Goose extended his palm and made a writing motion over it, as if asking for a pen and paper. He had questions to ask about that, plus he wanted his drink. He couldn't exactly do it with what materials he had on him at the moment... or could he?]

[rustigedraak]

[ Ladon blinked, confused. ] Should be able t'just think whatever at me, pal. Try it.

[remarch]

[Sardonically, March speaks up as he walks in.]

Hey, hey mister, I seem to be lost. Oh no, where am I? Can you tell me all about this place?

[rustigedraak]

[ Ladon is arranging the bottles of booze on the shelves behind his bar. He looks over his shoulder with a little smirk. ]

Look what the cat dragged in. Man, I just keep attractin' lost kids, yeah?

[remarch]

I'm starting to wonder about their highness's tastes.

Speaking of taste...

[rustigedraak]

[ That's not a heavy hint at all. ] Whatcha drinkin', preacher? Somethin' strong 'nough to dull the yelpin' of our new pack of saps?