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[worksmart]

[The screen clicks on to a close-up of a bottle, cold condensation still clinging to the tinted glass. The image recedes - as the network device is set back on the table - and shows the drinker, sitting in what looks like one of the booths at the Blue Light.]I've put my card behind the bar. First round's paid for anyone who can tell me what we're

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[tothelibrary]

I would answer but beer is gross.

[worksmart]

Right, too bad it's all they serve here.

[tothelibrary]

I'm also not twenty one. And Dawn plus alcohol in general do not mix, I learned this the hard way.

...But if you like it, then enjoy your hops-y goodness. That was the sincere, non-judgmental enjoy. Just so you know.

[worksmart]

Most of the staff aren't twenty one. And last time I checked the soda wasn't reserved for mixers.

Appreciated.

voice;

[worksmart]

Or I'm trying to drown the trauma.

voice; 1/2

[worksmart]

Huh.

[Sometimes, Wilson, you take things just a little too literally. Chase isn't in a place where he wants to let himself dwell too deeply on anything said, true or not -- and he wouldn't argue with the truth in it. The bottle clinks against another, perhaps a second, and he catches a breath after swallowing.]

I thought you were referring to being joined at the hip with House. Did somebody say I might be dead?

[sciencedaughter]

... I am afraid there are multiple reasons one might drink.

[worksmart]

It's the reason I'm doing it today that's pertinent. Do you drink?

[sciencedaughter]

I have been told I hold alcohol exceedingly well- yes.

[worksmart]

Then you should come down. I'm buying.

[7thborn]

[Claire may have snagged Chase's area but that doesn't stop the redhead from shooting a grin at him as she passes to clear a nearby booth. Though her wand is in clear sight (usually tucked away in an apron but today stuck through her messy bun), Ginny does make an effort of doing things the Muggle way. For experience.]

[worksmart]

[And because people are going to think they've drunk enough when they notice tables starting to clear themselves. Chase raises a hand in greeting, checking to see whether she's being kept busy or not.]

[7thborn]

[Perhaps on extremely busy nights, yes, Ginny would strongly consider levitating glasses from table to bar instead of grabbing them herself but not quite yet. Helping set and clear the table in a household full of rowdy boys does give her a fair bit of experience here, despite having never waited tables before. The witch gathers a couple glasses in one hand and waves the other back along with the universal sign for Just wait one minute.

And then she returns, free for the moment.]

Hullo.

[worksmart]

Hi.

[He's settled in the corner of his booth, propping up the wall with one shoulder. At this point he's almost certain all the patrons are older than the servers and, although he can't deny they're not doing a bad job, is almost on the verge of asking if there's a McDonalds they all forgot to apply to.

Of course if there's anyone that joke would be lost on, it's the girl standing in front of him.]

Looks like you're settling in. How are you finding it?

[fatespoken]

[ It's an unfortunate coincidence that the path back to the bar takes a direct route by Chase. Actual notice of the Australian is absent at first, hasty steps and general obliviousness marching past. Only at the last moment-- right when he's about to pass the booth, does Amory make a move to speak. ]

You settled your malpractice suit?

[worksmart]

[Chase's eyes are momentarily too wide for anyone to mistake him brushing that comment off, and there's a split-second's how did you-- before the thankful remembrance that Amory is an ass, and he's acting like an ass. That's all. The entirely process could be missed in a blink before dry amusement settles back across the doctor's features.]

Yup. Guess that means I'm free to kill again.

[fatespoken]

[ Or clearly, Amory could be digging into his brain and pulling out thoughts. What do you think he is? Definitely more of an ass than a mind reader. ]

Always knew you had it in you.

[ Overlooking Chase's surprise isn't difficult in the briefest measure of blink, and certainly not when Amory's gaze is trained away from him. It's lucky for the doctor, since he undoubtedly would have to deal with a far different reply if the expression hadn't slipped notice. ]

[worksmart]

That would explain why you've been watching your back.

[He leans elbows on the table, one hand curled loosely around an almost empty bottle with which he gestures toward the bar.]

Can I get you one for yourself?