Unhappy Hour

[henry_jones_jr]

Milliways prides itself on good service. So, in the light of recent events, it's perhaps a good thing that there are bartenders working this afternoon. Indy and Mike are here to serve, though here is a loose term at best. They've talked, and neither of them look like their usual chipper selves. So much for leaving personal lives at home—this is

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[nitro_is_ace]

And there's Ace, looking fairly knackered, but doing her best to Hold Up The Side.

Sucks having a sense of duty, sometimes.

"Hey boys. Got sommat chocolate?"

[nitro_is_ace]

She eyes him. Something's up.

Well duh. Something's always up around here. It's just picking which particular source of doom is causing the problem that's the difficult part.

"Cold. Getting too warm for hot cocoa."

[turnipman]

Baldrick is oblivious to the woe and doom befalling Milliways, as he strides out of the kitchens with the specials board.

"Hi guys! How's it going?"

[henry_jones_jr]

Indy offers the little man a nod. "Hey."

"Been better. What's on the menu tonight?"

[turnipman]

"Pasties! The classic Cornish Pasty, and several others."

Oh dear! Baldrick looks worried. "What's wrong?"

[henry_jones_jr]

There's a slight smile for the innovative menu. "Put me a couple of cornish to one side, if you can."

Then he become a little mournful. "Bar's on the fritz," he says, staring glumly at Her darker veneer. "Tonks and Bill Weasley are missing after an attack in the Wizarding World yesterday. Svava left, probably for good, to fight in her apocalypse last night, and Mike's girlfriend is leaving tomorrow."

[maid_of_astolat]

Elaine comes up to the Bar, setting her tray down and reading the notice. She doesn't know either one of them. "Good even, gentlemen...whatever is the problem with Bar?" Her voice is soft, and one hand strokes the bar in what Elaine hopes is a gesture of comfort.

[henry_jones_jr]

"Hi." Indy ambles over, noting her tray and assuming she must be a waitress. "I think she's reflecting the head barman's emotions right now. His fiance is missing after an attack in the Wizarding World yesterday."

[maid_of_astolat]

Elaine puts a hand to her mouth. "Oh, no...that's terrible! Is there anything that can be done?"

[henry_jones_jr]

"I think Tim is organizing a rescue party. So I'm guessing there's hope that they're still alive."

[gris_bug_man]

"Good evening, gentleman." Grissom sits at the bar, probably looking preoccupied though he has noticed the gloomy atmosphere permeating the Bar.

[gris_bug_man]

"Scotch on the rocks. Single-malt, Highland." No need to play 20 questions while waiting for a drink.

He studies Mike closely. Something is off.

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly comes into the bar from Bernard's flat, looking tired. She spots Indy at the bar and manages a smile as she wanders over.

"What up, sai?"

[henry_jones_jr]

Funny thing about managing to smile: it never really works. Indy fails in his attempt to give her his usual grin as well. It's crooked and strained at best.

"Hiya Princess. What would you like?"

[awesome_lilly]

"Something with caffeine and alcohol, I think," Lilly replies. "So. Terrible fucking week for you too, huh?"

[henry_jones_jr]

Indy starts making her one of his legendary Mocha Frappe's and has to raise his voice a little over the churning of the blender. "Yeah. You could say that."