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[likesthecoat]

Ianto Jones is not his usual polished self when he comes through the doorway, and he just scribbles this on the Specials board:

TONIGHT'S SPECIALS
COFFEE
any way you like it

Long story short, don't get into negotiations with the Axorfacorians when you've got a second job to get to.

Comments

[katyafeline]

The bright bangled gal who takes a seat at the bar tonight seems a bit baffled by the specials board. She's had coffee one way - very very black, and usually overbrewed and left on the heat half the day before she's gotten to it.

.... Like coffee?

[likesthecoat]

Ianto polishes a glass and waits for an actual order.

[katyafeline]

She's never seen a bartender behind the bar before, and supposes, like everything else here, he is not what he seems. So she gives him a friendly smile before petting the hardwood of the bar.

"Pelmeni and vodka, mmm? I'll be inventive tomorrow."

[likesthecoat]

[ooc: Psst, they've met.]

"The vodka I can do--the pelmeni you may need to ask the waitrats for, as I don't know what that is."

[500_year_shaman]

"Black," Hao says, as he settles onto a stool. He looks like a young teenager, except for his eyes.

[likesthecoat]

"Black it is," says Ianto and chooses a dark roast, too.

[500_year_shaman]

Oh, that smells heavenly. For a human, this one isn't too bad, Hao decides, as he inhales the aroma. If it tastes half as good as it smells...

"Ahh... That's very well done," he comments, after taking a sip.

[likesthecoat]

"Thank you," says Ianto, pleased.