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[amazonofthe21st]

The last few months in Milliways have been a bit of a mixed bag for Rachel. She's not sure what to think as she walks into the bar late in the day, much less when a napkin appears instead of the Coke she ordered

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[katyafeline]

Katya slides up onto one of the barstools, and eyes the sign briefly.

"Does it count if you get to help drink it?" She asks, curiously. After all, good vodka should be shared.

[amazonofthe21st]

Rachel lifts an eyebrow, suspicious of anything Katya would want to drink. "What are you planning on ordering?"

[katyafeline]

"Vodka - what else? That one there - not the lime flavored stuff, or the one that tastes of berries. So ridiculous." She shakes her head at the lunacy of people who'd try to make vodka taste like something it isn't. Vodka is supposed to taste like vodka.

[amazonofthe21st]

Rachel might be smirking a little as she gets the bottle down and brings it over to the counter to reach for a glass. Not a shot glass but nothing so large as the soda glasses either. And she's seen enough self-important people with alcohol to know to only fill it half full.

She also gets a good whiff of the smell.

"I don't think I'll join you, but thanks," she says, nose wrinkled as she hands the glass to Katya. "It's still half off."

[i_spoiled_it]

Steph comes up to the bar, after a while. She does not have rainbow hair any more, but she still has a bit of a limp, the same scars - she's pretty recognisable.

She'd be hesitant about approaching Rachel but Steph doesn't do hesitant unless it's her issues at stake. Someone else's issues is fine.

"Hey. Can I have a Zesti?"

[amazonofthe21st]

Oh, it's...

Yeah.

Well.

This is a job and she is a bartender and this girl wants a drink. Rachel can be professional.

Professional people frown and eye their customers with slight distaste all the time.

"If I can find it. What is it?"

[i_spoiled_it]

"Orange can," Steph says, smiling. "It's soda - I think it's my world's version of Coke. There should be a couple rows of cans down under the counter."

She is uncertain about this slight distaste. What did she do to deserve this, Rachel? Goooosh.

[amazonofthe21st]

oh gee, who knows, nothing too serious obviously, oh wait she destroyed Rachel's entire sense of how the universe works and she did it with a cheerful smile.

So nothing really.

After a moment of digging, Steph is presented with the can and a napkin. "Here you go. Half off."