paradisa wedding bells - part 2/2

[lovingguide]

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[mysticalvender]

[Lorne's here, offering delicious booze which is ALL FREE. Hmmm free booze]

[clarklike]

[He's remembering a little incident at Chloe's engagement party.

Subtly steering Lois in other direction now.]

[loisfuckinglane]

[Subtlety is lost on Lois Lane.

With a big plastic smile plastered on her face, because oh god, weddings, she still has PTSD, why did she agree to this:]

Clark, I think I need some kind of liquid refreshment in my system, stat. You want anything?

[clarklike]

Uh...

[Oh lord.]

Sure, I'll have a drink.

[loisfuckinglane]

Great! Be right back. [And she flounces so quickly that there's no changing her mind, because she's on to you, Smallville.

She sliiiides up to the bar.]

[mysticalvender]

[Yay, Lorne has a customer. Hi Lois, have a BRIGHT smile]

Well, hi there, Cupcake, what can I get you?

[clarklike]

[Clark follows, hands in his suit jacket's pockets. Here we go...]

[loisfuckinglane]

[Everything, Lorne. Everything.]

Something stiff for me and [a glance back at her escort] something a little more traditional for the orange belt, how about?

[mysticalvender]

Coming right up, Peach Pie.

[Oh and it will be a beautifully strong drink, Lois. And Clark will get something Lorne gives to the newbies to drinking, complete with twirly straw and cocktail umbrella]

I didn't know you had a friend with such great taste in drinks, Clarkie. You should have brought her to Caritas sooner.

[clarklike]

[He takes it. Pleasantly enough:]

Thanks, Lorne. This is my partner, Lois -- she's relatively new here and I don't think she's made a complete round of the bars yet.

[loisfuckinglane]

Oliver and I only made a dent on my first round. [She grins and takes hers. This is going better already. Especially since Clark now has an umbrella drink.]

That looks right up your alley.

[mysticalvender]

Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Bumblebee. Feel free to come to Caritas any time you like.

[clarklike]

[Thanks, Lois. He just mixes the drink around with the straw, plucking out the umbrella.]

[loisfuckinglane]

I think that'd look good in your hair, Clark.

[She nods a thanks to Lorne.] Will do. [and steers Clark aside, speaking through her tight grin, in a low voice.] So, are all the bartenders around here quite so green?

[clarklike]

[slight eyebrow raise -- very funny, Lois -- and he puts the umbrella in a nearby trash can as he follows her.]

Just this one. The only other green guy left a couple months ago.

[loisfuckinglane]

I see. And I get the feeling it's asking a little much to assume it's just a skin condition.