Yeah, I'll take it. Better you than one of the kids wandering through, right? [ they add a little rum to the glass in front of them. ] Guess that's one of the nice things about being here. Can't really die of alcohol poisoning. It'd kinda put a damper on things.
That just sounds like a challenge and I'll happily meet her for that. [ sounds fun. sounds different. ]
It started as a hurricane. Then became an ice tea. And now it's mixing flavors until it's something to mask the fruitiness and the alcohol itself. It'll be a surprise to everyone. But if you're my guinea pig for the day, anything I should avoid?
Nope. I mean, don't go throwing in tabasco sauce just to fuck with me. I already have a burning asshole from trying JQ's cooking, waiting on recovery from the chili oil. If he offers you stew have a glass of milk handy, that's all I'll say.
Pretty often. I like to grab drinks after long day's work, same as anybody. I've cooled off a little on the party scene but for a minute there I was out damn near every weekend. Hard to resist in Hollywood, lots of hob-nobbing to do.
What about you, Gabe? You always been a bartender?
Hob-nobbing. [ they repeat it because it's funny. ] Everybody has to start somewhere, I guess. Why not start out at the top with people with too much money and the top-shelf booze?
But the bartending's a new gig. I've mixed my own drinks before but I've never run a business or anything.
[He could add that it was a little more than top-shelf booze going around, but that is likely self evident, and also this may be a bartender, but they're clouded in the same eye-searing cast the rest of their overseers are. Copping to a couple lines of nose-candy might fuck up his marks in Temperance.]
Really? What landed you in this position then? Change of pace? [He drums his fingers on the counter.] What line of work were you in before?
My apologies for my hobbs never being nobbed then. [ perhaps the bartender just assumed these things because it is a certain kind of scene, but they don't mention anything. ]
I asked the Big Axolotl when I heard there was an opening here. Figured I had just as much experience as any of you might've, probably even more, and I've got more free time than you and the Angels both. I've been between jobs until now though. Jack of all trades, master of none? You know how it goes.
Tell me about it. I'm still not used to it. [ this is mumbled because they do not think very much of god, but god gave them this job so they have to behave. ]
But I'm sure I'll get some secrets out of you yet. I'm a good bartender. [ they look at the glass. ] A little tequila to balance the lime juice and I think you're just about finished. Also, I think I said plenty about myself just now. More than you knew before, isn't it?
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Not quite, but not a bad idea either. What's the point of owning a bar if I can't run my own experiments?
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Fair enough. [He'll pull up a stool.] Looking for a guinea pig? I'm already dead, you won't have to make me sign a waiver.
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[Perks of medieval living. And she's not a child, really, but young enough to his eye even so.]
What exactly are you making? Or should we keep some suspense?
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It started as a hurricane. Then became an ice tea. And now it's mixing flavors until it's something to mask the fruitiness and the alcohol itself. It'll be a surprise to everyone. But if you're my guinea pig for the day, anything I should avoid?
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Otherwise, lay it on me.
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So how often do you frequent bars anyway? What level of expertise am I dealing with here?
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What about you, Gabe? You always been a bartender?
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But the bartending's a new gig. I've mixed my own drinks before but I've never run a business or anything.
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[He could add that it was a little more than top-shelf booze going around, but that is likely self evident, and also this may be a bartender, but they're clouded in the same eye-searing cast the rest of their overseers are. Copping to a couple lines of nose-candy might fuck up his marks in Temperance.]
Really? What landed you in this position then? Change of pace? [He drums his fingers on the counter.] What line of work were you in before?
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I asked the Big Axolotl when I heard there was an opening here. Figured I had just as much experience as any of you might've, probably even more, and I've got more free time than you and the Angels both. I've been between jobs until now though. Jack of all trades, master of none? You know how it goes.
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[OUR AMPHIBIAN LORD. He has yet to subscribe to the faith you see.]
So I do. Though it does sound like a slick excuse to not say shit about yourself, but I don't mind! Keep your secrets and I'll keep mine.
What're you throwing in now?
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But I'm sure I'll get some secrets out of you yet. I'm a good bartender. [ they look at the glass. ] A little tequila to balance the lime juice and I think you're just about finished. Also, I think I said plenty about myself just now. More than you knew before, isn't it?