Can Any Of Us Even Get Drunk

[mikangirl]

Who: Space Bar staff and special guests
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Space Bar!
When: One fine night after closing

[The Space Bar staff made good use of the ever-replenishing alcohol supply at their last stop, and Nami and Remy got around to discussing the idea of testing various experimental mixes to come up with new additions for the menu.  I mean, add to that Nami hasn't made a decision which one of the applicants should take the main bar job, so clearly the best idea is to shove them all into one place and ply them with alcohol while they talk to each other and work it out after that.

No, it's a good idea.  Shut up.

...okay.  It may just be a good excuse for a party.  Sue her.]



((ooc: this is a mingle!  It's open to job applicants and regulars who hold their liquor and their plus ones.  If you think that might mean you, you're more than welcome here!))

Comments

tempest | ota

[noprophecies]

[far be it from Tempest to turn down an invitation to drink. As a regular to both bars it shouldn't be surprising to find her there anyway. And while she may not be able to put away as many drinks as some of the other non-humans, well. She can definitely put away her fair share. She used to drink with Dwarves for fun, after all. Being drunk is a choice she's all too happy to make any chance she gets.

Rather than her usual corner spot, however, she's parked at the bar proper for once. And while it'll take a few drinks for her to be eager to socialize rather than begrudgingly, she's in a fairly decent mood. Come drink with her, and maybe she'll try to drink you under the table]

[mikangirl]

You know, I still need to come up with a name for that new favourite drink of yours. [Nami's behind bar, happily serving up. For now, anyway.]

You got any thoughts?

[noprophecies]

[you're her favorite bartender, Nami. Don't tell Crowley]

A name? Goodness, I'm rather terrible at those.

What are some names for the other drinks? Perhaps one can provide some inspiration.

[mikangirl]

Well, I haven't exactly named those either, apart from, you know, The Good Stuff, The Strong Stuff. Not really labels. [She's bad at labels. She once named a camel Eyelashes.] Beer and whiskey and vodka and the like are just that. The special mixes I have no name for? Not so much.

[Crowley would totally name his drinks far better things.]

[noprophecies]

Why not simply number them? And call them - I don't know, a potion or a tonic or something else. It seems a lot easier than trying to come up with names, yes?

[she's so bad at names, she takes her pets' names from names she's overheard back home]

[mikangirl]

[Wow, she's met someone who's worse at it than she is. Nami grins.]

I could call it That One With the Citrus.

[noprophecies]

You could name it after the planet as well. [the teasing goes over her head, as does most things]

[mikangirl]

[It's self-directed teasing as well, they're both terrible. The idea makes her sober a little. (Figuratively, anyway, she's nowhere near drunk.)]

You know, I probably should. Feels weird enough we're absconding with all of their supplies, even if they do replicate.

[noprophecies]

It would be a way to remember the people there? [is what she finally offers. What happened was sad, of course, but didn't usually people drink to remember those who were lost? Or something]

[mikangirl]

Yeah. I still want to let the next area we come to know about what happened so they can pass the news on, but I think a drink named for them would be good.

Maybe just the Lonebreaker Special.

[noprophecies]

Ah, that's a decent idea. [she isn't surprised someone thought of that either - the people here were mostly decent, and it never failed to surprise her in some way]

That could work - or you could at least use that name if you come up with any of those fancy mixed drinks with it.

[mikangirl]

Remy's got some ideas on that score. To complement that citrus taste, maybe. We'll confer. [Grin.] Have you tried any of his experiments?