Bartending

[watch_wait]

Bartleby is behind the bar, nursing a cup of coffee.

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[making_trouble]

*Kibeth comes in from the staff quarters and rasies an eye at Bartleby.*

You talk to Bernard, then?

[OOC: Eep! Sorry about that, hon!]

[watch_wait]

"Not yet." Bartleby shakes his head. "I keep missing him. But the bar's given me my old room back, and hasn't made me pay for anything, so I'm thinking I'l be okay."

He shrugs. "I'll find Bernard soon enough."

[OOC: It's no problem. *hugs*]

[making_trouble]

Or he'll find you.

*She shrugs and pats the bar.*

She knows what she's doing, though, so if she trusts you, I guess I'm okay with it.

[watch_wait]

Bartleby nods. "Or there's that, yeah."

[notsoyoung]

*waves from the other end of the bar**

[watch_wait]

Bartleby comes over. "Hey, man. David, right? How're you?"

[notsoyoung]

I've felt better. *his smile doesn't reach his eyes* Can I get... I don't know. Something. Anything strong? Mix me something, if you'd be so kind. Anything that kills brain cells, although I don't know if it'll work with me.

[watch_wait]

Bartleby looks concerned. "Sure. Vodka and lime?"

[empath_wiggin]

*Valentine walks in from the staff quarters, looking -very- pleased with herself, and blinkd a bit as she sees Bartelby behidn the bar. She walks up, a curious look on her face.*

Hi. I don't think I've seen you before. I thought I knew all the staff.

[watch_wait]

"I'm an old hand," Bartleby says, shortly but not unkindly.

[empath_wiggin]

"Ah, ok. Well, welcome back." She holds out her hand, her voice kindly. "I'm Valentine Wiggin. I'm a server. Well, that's probably quite obvious from the tray I have."

[watch_wait]

Bartleby shakes the hand. "Bartleby," he says. "Angel."

[turnipman]

Hello! One large beer and a pork pie, please!

[turnipman]

[ooc: didn't see you'd gone, will be back later!]