bartending!

[a_section_8]

There are always problems when it comes to gambling

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[missginnytonic]

Ginny smiles as she walks over to him.

"Hello."

[a_section_8]

A customer!

Klinger's grin widens. "Afternoon, ma'am. Anything I can get ya?"

[missginnytonic]

"All take a coke and a moment of your time?"

[a_section_8]

He can do that, even if it takes a few seconds longer than it ought. After all, Klinger doesn't exactly know his way around the bar.

But, soon enough, a glass of cola (filled to the rim) is nudged towards her on a napkin. The tip can is also nudged forward too.

"There ya go. One coca-cola, ice cold and refreshing!"

[gotham_knocking]

"Huh. Haven't seen you in a long while. How's the section 8 game, Klinger?" Knox is at the bar, and giving the sort of cockeyed grin you give people who are both nuts enough to wears dresses and earnest enough to make you think that the scheme might work.

[a_section_8]

Klinger grins and holds out the can. "I'm starting a fund, trying to bribe my way out of the arm."

Because, right now? The crazy thing isn't working as well as it ought to be.

[gotham_knocking]

"You know how much that's gonna take? Never mind that you'd need to find at least two really dishonest men. But not too dishonest, since you don't want them taking the money and turning you in.

"Can I get a beer?" Knox sits on a stool.

[tyler_marlocke]

Huh. Now there's something you don't see everyday.

Unless you're looking at the kid who tried mindwiping his own parents.

"Can I have a cola please?"

[a_section_8]

Now that he actually knows where the soda gun is (and how to use it), it isn't difficult to put together a cola for the kid.

But he does get a look. "You supposed to be here at this hour, kid?"

[tyler_marlocke]

"'S not a school night on the other side of my door. I can stay as loooong as I want." He grins smugly hopping up onto a bar stool. "How come you're in a dress? Didja lose a bet?"

[a_section_8]

Obnoxious little thing, huh? Klinger frowns.

"What? Never seen a man in a dress before?"

[yankeedoodle_dr]

It's either the can ('get me outta this mess!') or the daisies. Hawkeye isn't sure which sets him off, but one of them does, because when he is almost to the bar, humming "My Blue Heaven" under his breath, and he looks up --

Yeah, he cracks up.

It's the patented Pierce laugh -- loud, whooping, thoroughly ungraceful, sounds like he's dying; the sort of thing he can't (and doesn't) fake.

[a_section_8]

He's going to pretend that he hasn't heard that. After all: it's partially Hawkeye's fault that he's in this position to begin with.

Darn poker game.

Instead, as proudly as he can, Klinger raises his head and stares. "You never seen a man in a dress before?"

[born_running]

Blink.

Blink-blink.

"Why are you wearing a dress?"

Raise your hand if you saw that coming.

[a_section_8]

What's with all the kids tonight? You'd think the place was over run with them. How's a man supposed to make an honest living without properly tipping customers?

"Darn kids," he mutters. Then: "Why wouldn't I be wearing a dress?"

[born_running]

Oh no, now you've confused him! D:

"...I thought it was the social norm."

Maybe Klinger's world has different norms?

[a_section_8]

Nope. Same social norm.

He grins. "Not when you're nuts."