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Jul 27, 2004 18:35

*Wanders in from the kitchen, looking slightly wary and a little hung-over; turning back to the kitchen as he goes* Thanks, Gil ( Read more... )

fleur delacour, howl pendragon, cordelia vorkosigan, elphaba thropp, bernard mickey wrangle, joe dick, snow white, kassandra, george lass, yrael, guildenstern, door, crowley, rosencrantz, hamlet, moiraine, sirius black

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kassandraloxias July 27 2004, 15:58:53 UTC
... I think Peter had a bottle that would work on that kind of headache...

Shall I ask him for it?

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pubdog July 27 2004, 16:03:51 UTC
Hi there. *wraps and arm around her waist and kisses her* I think we've got some too, but I'm not sure what Gil did with it. I'm all right. Gil's made me an orange juice.

How're you this evening? You slept most of the day.

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kassandraloxias July 27 2004, 16:40:18 UTC
[ooc: The Cute. Dying of it. Warghk. Dead. ;)]

Dreamed...
Of you, mostly.
Here, and you, and home.

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pubdog July 27 2004, 16:47:02 UTC
Good. *sips his juice* I hope they were good dreams? I know last night was...*looks embarrassed* well. I didn't mean to tackle you like that.

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pubdog July 27 2004, 16:41:28 UTC
Yeah, hi. *leans on the bar* Wanted to make sure you were well. I didn't see it, but Tom says Aziraphael did for you like he did for Kassandra.

You all right?

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pubdog July 27 2004, 16:59:00 UTC
I'm sorry, Door. I'm glad you're all right.

Listen, uh. About Riddle. You know I still don't like him. But he. That is to say.

He was there, you know, and he, er, helped.

*coughs*

So.

Would you tell him ta from me. Please.

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hard_core_dick July 27 2004, 16:13:09 UTC
*turns from her conversation with Fleur and tries to order without catching Sirius' eye*

Gimme some tequila. A lot of it.

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pubdog July 27 2004, 16:40:20 UTC
*sirius lifts an eyebrow* Bottle or shot-tray?

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hard_core_dick July 27 2004, 16:55:52 UTC
Might as well make it a bottle. Not like I've got anywhere else to be tonight.

*laughs, bitterly*

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pubdog July 27 2004, 17:03:02 UTC
Suit yourself. *uncaps a bottle of Gold and presents it, with shot glass and a small dish of lemons, just in case.*

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veryvorkosigan July 27 2004, 16:35:02 UTC
*approaches the bar and leans on it, trying to get the bartender's attention*

I keep hearing about these fried paradoxes. Um ... what are they, exactly?

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pubdog July 27 2004, 16:39:47 UTC
Oh? Care to try some?

They, er. Look and taste precisely like onion rings do not. But they're very crispy, and exceptionally good fried.

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veryvorkosigan July 27 2004, 16:42:42 UTC
I ... think I would, yes.
I may regret this question, but ... what are they made from? Animal, vegetable, fungi, synthetic nutrients?

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pubdog July 27 2004, 16:50:11 UTC
Well, I think they're mostly made from metaphysical inspiration, but I could be wrong. Here -- you can see for yourself.

*he vanishes into the kitchen and returns with a small paper carton filled to the brim with objects which, indeed, look and taste precisely like onion rings would not.*

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the_woodpecker July 27 2004, 16:50:10 UTC
*Bernard approaches, tequila in hand.*

Sirius, if you have a minute, can I ask you something?

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pubdog July 27 2004, 17:07:27 UTC
*leans on the bar* Course. What'd you have in mind?

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the_woodpecker July 27 2004, 17:11:09 UTC
Well, I just used the last of my money to settle up my tab and add some credut this morning. I was wondering if you had need of a handyman or a bartender.

I used to tend bar before McNeil's Island, on and off.

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pubdog July 27 2004, 17:19:35 UTC
Oh aye, we probably could -- would you mind a bit of bouncer-work on the side? Only I hired a bouncer and he never showed up. You could tend bar, too -- there's housing, food and salary, and tips in it.

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