Happy Hour!

[collects_ears]

George steps behind the Bar - and quickly scans the crowd. Not bad.

He slips on an apron - just because he can - and glances at the Specials Board.

He makes a couple of quick additions then announces:

"Tonight's drinks are Walk the Plank, Wet Kiss, White Ape and Why not?..."

"What'll it be?"

Comments

[not_that_spike]

"Hey." The board catches his eye. "There's a drink called a Why Not? I have to have one of those. Just on general principle."

Spike takes a seat at the bar, cigarettes and lighter out, and offers one to the bartender. It's good form.

[collects_ears]

"Why Not, indeed." he can't help but grin as he says it. "Coming right up."

He begins to shake all ingredients with ice, then strains them into a cocktail glass.

"No thanks, I don't smoke. I appreciate the offer though.."

[not_that_spike]

Spike watches him carefully. The Why Not looks like a martini with some extras, and he's always good for martinis.

Damn. And just the right amount of vermouth, too: he's impressed. He tucks the smokes away in his pocket for now and seeing how he's been in so many damn bars from Venus to Saturn and back again, makes a little small talk. He's good at that with bartenders. "Shit. Can't believe I've been here a year and a half, almost, and this is only the second time I've done the happy hour thing. You'd think a guy would learn faster than that."

[collects_ears]

George nods, "Happy hour can be a lot of fun, depending on the crowd. I used to tend Bar on Tuesdays - but switched to Mondays due to responsibilities back home. Sometimes we're hopping - others - not so much..."

He shrugs.

"George Cooper." he offers his hand. "Who might you be?"

[fated_fox]

Well. Here's someone who's face doesn't get shown often enough...

Hale's in the bar, and coincidentally enough, he's in the mood for a drink.

Not a hard drink, but a drink regardless.

And Kya?

Oh she's lurking about his stool.

Looking for scraps of food, given how hungry she's been as of late.

The question now is: which drink does he want?

[collects_ears]

"Can I get you anything?"

[fated_fox]

"Oh. Greetings," he says, returning to the real world mentally. "I am not sure what I should choose to drink. What would you suggest?"

[collects_ears]

"H'lo." George smiles.

"Well, that depends on what kinds of drinks you normally enjoy.."