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

[this_loser]

[...Keith?]

I'm good! Uh, yeah. Kaname dragged me along. Not that I'm complaining! [It's been fun so far.] You look like you're having a good time.

[tempredmental]

Uh-huh... it's different. Not really my kind of thing on a regular basis, but it's not bad right now. [Because he was definitely feeling buzzed.] Lance was singing earlier. It was nice.

Do you think Kaname will sing?

[this_loser]

Lance can sing?

[He shrugs.] I dunno. Maybe? I can ask her when I see her.

[tempredmental]

Yeah! He sounded good, too.

I haven't heard Kaname sing, so I'd like to if she wants. You can ask, though. You're her boyfriend, after all.

Heeeyy... maybe you should sing with her.

[this_loser]

Me sing? I don't really ... I mean, I do sing. But I don't sing.

But I can ask her!

[tempredmental]

Right... so no karaoke for you, then?

[Keith grinned a little.]

[this_loser]

I didn't say that! But the only way it'd be fair is if she goes after me.

[tempredmental]

After? So... why not together, then?

[Keith smirked and gave Prompto a friendly poke.]

I bet you could do it.

[this_loser]

Because I would sound like a dying garula next to her.

[He gives a little poke back.]

Did you sing with Lance?

[tempredmental]

What's a garula-? What? [Keith looked startled at the idea, then looked a little guilty.]

Noo... I mean... I can't do that.

[this_loser]

It's a big, um... It's an animal, that's huge and can't sing well. Or at all.

[Another poke, this time with a little more intent.]

Why not? If I can, so can you!

[tempredmental]

[Welp. If Prompto had ever wondered what Keith looked like when he was mildly terrified, there it was. He shook his head.]

No... no, I can't.

[this_loser]

[Aw. He knows that look. He wears it himself sometimes. He backs off with what he hopes is a placating smile.]

Mm. Okay. I'm not gonna force you.

[tempredmental]

[Yeah. Keith wasn't quite drunk enough for that, yet. He nodded in thanks. Public speaking was bad enough, but singing? He needed a lot more for that.]

Okay...