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[the_woodpecker]

*Paper-white, Bernard walks behind the bar from his table where Charlie Weasley and Crowley still sit talking amiably. He takes a deep breath and lights a new cigarette off the old one.*

Welcome to Milliways Happy Hour

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[henry_jones_jr]

* Naturally Indy is at the bar, regardless of whether he's got an entrance post or not. He hears the magic words and he's leaning over the counter like lightning *

Happy New Year Bernard! Good to see you back here... I'll take a Bushmill's. And just keep 'em comin' if you don't care.

* old habits die hard *

...on second thoughts... just the one for now.

[the_woodpecker]

Yeah, well. *he smiles to himself* At least you have a chance of it.

*He pours Indy another Bushmill's, and nods at him, walking over to tend to a Very Pissed Off Charlie Weasley.*

[turnipman]

Baldrick looks over from where he's been greeting Bernard. He sess Indy.

"GUESS WHO?!!"

[henry_jones_jr]

Hmmm?

* he turns to the little man and a big smile breaks across his face *

Baldrick! You sonofa... where've you been? I haven't see you since... since... oh!

* beaming he gives him a hearty handshake and leans over *

That vomit never did come out of my shirt. Had to trash it

* adressing the bar now, since he notices Bernard is occupied *

A pint of something for Baldrick... anything except scrumpy.

[turnipman]

Baldrick leans in too.

"Never really came out of mine, either." He points to a discoloured patch slightly on his left side.

"Thanks! Can't stay long today. Work to do in the kitchens. Best not get too drunk this time!

We must do that again sometime, though. Oh yes!

And bar? Get Indy something too. Er...let's see. Pint of Guinness do you OK?"

[henry_jones_jr]

* he holds his glass of whiskey aloft *

I'm set thanks... good old Happy Hour!

* the bar conjures up a concoction of only semi-lethal doseage for Baldrick. It looks a bit like snakebite and black... but it could just as easily be pint of actual deisel fuel. Regardless, one pint shouldn't mess him up too badly *

So how've ya been? I heard about the whole Gil thing. You did well in a tough spot there. bet the rats were frantic. I was telling Link that I wasn't sure what we'd have done without Gil.

* he grins and winks *

...developed a taste for turnip I guess.

* Yes, it is the same joke. But hey... different thread *

[turnipman]

"Ooh, that looks nice!" He takes a large swig. "Hmm. Strong, tasty...don't think I've had it before."

"Yeah, it was all a bit hectic for a couple of days. Rats were really upset. Did the best I could from my cookbook - 1001 Exciting Things To Do With Root Vegetables."

He grins. "And thanks for the Christmas Pressie! Cider Home Brew Kit! Was perfect. Tried it out already, had to get a little help from the rats to read the instructions, but I'll have quality cider brewing in no time!"

[henry_jones_jr]

* Indy rubs his hands together in excitement *

Excellent. I knew you'd make good use of it. Oh... and thanks to you for the turnip surprise. Really was a surprise... and not just the contents... or the consistency. It was just what the doctor ordered.

I got shot you know? Rats brought it up while I was recovering. I think it really helped. No... seriously.

[turnipman]

Baldrick is stunned. "You got shot? Where? Who? Why? How? Not someone from here, was it? Well, you seem to have survived, at least...imagine it must have smarted a bit though!"

"Glad you enjoyed it! The turnip surprise, not the getting-shot. It goes nicely with cider actually."

[henry_jones_jr]

Um... just some stuff in my own world. Germans... with machine guns. Eh... it's over now. And yep... I'm good as new thanks to some of the fine healers here. Luckily I got transported back here somehow right after I got shot. Otherwise... you might be talking to the somewhat more deader version of me. But... for better or worse, the bar has seen fit to bind me here in the aftermath. Not sure why.

Hasn't been the best Christmas ever. But hey... I'm not a big fan of it anyway.

* he raises a toast *

To the new year... may it bring better times for everyone!

[turnipman]

"You're bound? Wonder why? The bar does that from time to time. Very naughty of it if, I think! I'm sure you'll manage to get out eventually."

He raises his glass also. "Yeah, to the New Year! Fingers crossed it'll bring good times for everyone!"

[henry_jones_jr]

Well... I'll be around for the foreseeable future anyhow. So, look me up when you wanna go 'nuts' again.

* he grins stupidly *

[turnipman]

"Sure! I will! I'll be around and about the bar a fair bit, would love to get together on one of my evenings off...I'll keep the kitchens stocked up with mixed nuts, that's for certain!"

He drains his pint and belches.

"Ah, lovely. Better be off now! Back to the kitchens. Those dinner plates don't wash themselves!"