happy hour!

[iamso_awesome]

Specials:
half off anything ordered in rhyme
(if you're not a natural, take your time)

One god of poetry (among other things) behind the Bar, letting the poor girl have a nap. Rhyming orders not required; he just felt like it.

Comments

[golden_lyre]

Have a musician who is very, very pleased to see you, Apollo.

"What rhyms with ouzo?"

[iamso_awesome]

Apollo grins. "Oh, I'm sure if you think about it long enough, you'll come up with something. You do have quite a bit of practice, after all."
(Besides, Orpheus' drink might well be free. Just because Apollo feels like it.)

[golden_lyre]

"Yes, but I'm a bit distracted just now. It could take me a while."

He is not above stroking Apollo's ego.

[iamso_awesome]

And Apollo does rather like ego-stroking.
"Not a problem," he says. "I'll be here all day. Was that a shot, a glass or the whole bottle?"

[forewarned_is]

One goddess of destruction/creation, among other things, stepping up to the bar.

She's eyeing the Specials board with mild interest.

[iamso_awesome]

...Well, now, that's interesting. Not often he meets fellow godly types from outside the family. (Which isn't to say it doesn't happen, it's just that the other pantheons tend to have spheres of influence that don't overlap with Olympus very often.)
"Can I get you something?"

[forewarned_is]

"Atlantean," she says after a moment's pause, with no attempt at rhyming.

[iamso_awesome]

Well, nothing wrong with that, the rhyming's only there as an option.
"They still have that in stock? I'll have to keep that in mind. Just a glass or the whole bottle?"
That's not a question he'd ask of just anyone. But then, he's not sure he'd serve it to just anyone. It tends to be rough on the mortals.