Happy Hour!

[sime_channel]

Suzi slipped in from the supply closet in San Francisco (confused, and holding a box of coffee filters) and blinked around for a moment before getting summarily begged to run happy hour and dumped behind Bar

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[underwater_owl]

"Well look at you, Miss Barkeep."

He walks gingerly over (bit of a limp) and settles on a stool.

"I'll have whatever you recommend."

[sime_channel]

"I like rum." Suzi says, "Hi, Random. How'd you get hurt?" She doesn't know if she can help him heal or not, but she begins projecting a need field anyway. It helps humans, at least. "I also like Porstan, but I don't know if you'd be able to drink it...you're not human? Also it only gets Sime drunk when there are Gens around. It gets Gen drunk pretty fast?"

[underwater_owl]

"Give me the rum. I got stabbed by a teenager trying to take out a grudge. Ridiculous situation. Kids these days."

Eyes are rolled.

"Make it a lot of rum."

[sime_channel]

"Don't look at me, I've been an adult since I was twelve." She fumbles around with bottles for a while, then comes up with a large juice-glass full of rum, "Baselines are weird. Assuming that it was a human that stabbed you?"

[hero_farmboy]

"You look a little lost back there," Clark observes, leaning against the bar. "Would a coke be an easy enough request?"

[sime_channel]

"That would be the fizzy drink, right? Not the drug?" She's just checking to be sure...you never know with people here.

Bar pops up a note, "Oh, oh. Yes. Alright." And a laugh from the Sime, "Mikey kind of blind-sided me? About doing happy hour?"

[hero_farmboy]

"Yeah, just the drink, please." Not that the drug would do anything, but still. It's the principle of the thing.

"I'm sure you'll do great," Clark smiles back and, hey, those are tentacles. ...he's guessing because of course he's never seen anyone with tentacles that wasn't in a movie or something. He tries his very best not to stare.

[sime_channel]

"Alright." It takes her a few seconds, then she gets his drink for him and says in a matter of fact tone, "Yes, they're real. Yes, they're normal. Yes, I'm human. I'm a symbiotic sub-mutation of a sub-species of humanity from about 4870 in what was New Orleans, currently living in 1993 San Francisco. My name is Suzi Darley."

[mandercommander]

And Bonzo is down, grabbing dinner. Dooku is around somewhere not too far off, in case a certain Belgian Plot Device appears, to make sure that things don't boil over, but for now, he's giving the kid just a little space. The kid needs it. So, he's sitting at the Bar. "Could I have a...soda?" He decides, for better or worse, that he doesn't want to get drunk.

[sime_channel]

"What...kind of soda?" Suzi asks, looking at the list of them with bemusement, "There's a lot."

[mandercommander]

Bonzo ponders. "Coke?" He's had that before; not bad.

[sime_channel]

"Alright." She sets the list down with relief and pulls a coke for the young man, "I have no idea what I'm doing."

[shall_go_free]

"Suzi?"

Xas looks--surprised but pleased to see the Sime behind the bar.

"I have been away, it looks like."

[sime_channel]

"Xas!" Suzi is not capable of vaulting the bar. She is capable of lunging about halfway across it in order to plant a kiss on the angel's cheek and awkwardly snuggle.

Suzi has a thing for angels. "You have! And so have I! I got shanghaied into tending bar! I have no idea what I'm doing!"

[shall_go_free]

Xas, after a brief moment of startlement, leans across to bar (helpfully) and hugs back.

"Does this mean requesting a glass of wine would be inappropriate?"

He's just teasing.

[sime_channel]

"No, I can do that! Bar has been helping! What kind of wine do you want? There's everything here." She points out, letting go reluctantly and picking up the latest helpful list of things.

...OhGod there are lots and lots and lots of kinds of wine.

[mr_ryan_wolfe]

Ryan walks to the bar

"Slippery Box please"

[sime_channel]

"Alright." She says, flexing all ten fingers and eight handling tentacles, "Give me just a moment, I've never actually done this before."

Then she mixes the drink, very carefully, and passes it across. "If you don't like it, I'll make another?"

[mr_ryan_wolfe]

He sips it then smiles

"ITs pretty good.. SO how do you come up with your drinks?"

[sime_channel]

"I take suggestions from the Bar." Suzi says, "I've never done this before, Mikey asked me to tonight. I didn't even expect to be here!"