Friday night around Halloween some damn year (tag Jon)

[tmroger]

Roger Davies stopped outside to catch his breath and hopefully clear his head. The transatlantic, then intercontinental floo's had given him vertigo. His stomach was all right now. He couldn't remember whether or not he'd eaten lunch and didn't care to take the time to figure out the time differences. All he knew was that he was a long way from

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[jon_r_meyers]

Jon raises an eyebrow, then nods. "Sure, we do. Or a cold Guinness?" He will never quite understand why anyone would want to drink beer at room temperature.

"You're new here, no? I don't think I've seen you before."

[tmroger]

"Warm Guiness please." Roger refrained from shuddering. Why anyone would want to drink cold beer, he could never understand. He hoped to Merlin it wasn't in that obnoxious aluminum can either.

"First time." Roger nodded at the pleasant young man. "I uh, want to make someone's birthday very special and I heard this was the place."

With Roger in Lucid

[jon_r_meyers]

Warm Guinness.

A crime. And probably rather vile too.

But it's a paying customer, so... Jon shrugs and gives him a Guinness. "Couldn't get it warmer than that as we do keep it cold." He winks.

"A special birthday? Yes, this is definitely a place to give someone a special birthday."

Re: With Roger in Lucid

[tmroger]

Roger took a sip. At least it was in glass, even if it was cooler than room temperature. Didn't Americans want to taste their beer?

"Yes, well, he uh, gave me a collar, for my birthday back in May, and well... I've commission a matching silver leash and wristband for him now."

And done it all spur of the moment, like this visit to Lucid. Roger wasn't currently wearing the collar because it was at the jeweler's in London so that Adrian's wristband would match the Pictish pattern.

"I'll give it to him tomorrow night and thought he might like to try it out someplace... like this."