Drinks, Anyone?

[mightymorbid]

Who: Mozenrath, Scotty, anyone else that wants to come in and give him a hard time.
Where: The Pub, evening, after dinner.
What: Scotty's making Mozenrath take a second job to keep his CES privileges. So guess who's the new nighttime bartender? 
Warnings: High snark potential.

Mozenrath was not an idiot. He knew that after promising the venue to Akio

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[beam_me]

Scotty was watching Mozenrath work from a corner with mild interest, keen on keeping his eyes on his PADD or other patrons whenever Mozenrath looked in his general direction. So far things had been easy, but Scotty was growing increasingly more suspicious that there was an oncoming storm. Mozenrath rarely kept his tantrums under wraps, so while Scotty was impressed, he was more anxious than anything.

Picking up his PADD and making his way toward his inmate, he perched lightly on one of the stools at the bar. He looked Mozenrath up and down and then spoke casually, "How's the night treatin' yeh, laddie? D'yeh like the place? An' can yeh get me a beer, please."

[mightymorbid]

Mozenrath rolled his eyes. "It was improving. I'd almost forgotten you were here." These people did not trouble him. The one individual who might try to do harm to him could not enter here without his Warden, and really? Beyond that only person in the world who might inspire anger in him was sitting right in front of him demanding another drink. "I think you've had enough."

[beam_me]

Letting out a small sigh, Scotty threaded his fingers together in front of him on the bar. "I'll go back t'my corner if you'll oblige my drink request, eh? I'm bein' perfectly civil here, lad!"

[mightymorbid]

"Which gives me all the more reason to feel suspicious." It wasn't that Mozenrath shot him an annoyed look because he always looked annoyed, but there were varying degrees, and at that very moment that shifted to a level slightly more severe. With his left hand he grabbed a mug and held it under the tap -- which by the naked eye appeared to turn on by itself. He tilted the glass to reduce the amount of foam, and when full the tap turned off by itself. There was a small drip between the tap and the counter, but he set the mug down before Scotty just the same.