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

[passingthrough]

I'm the kind of captain who grew up with the X-Men. You think explosives were rare there? [Amused.]

[cajunspice]

Valid point, but think it might be a bit harder to replace a spaceship than rebuildin' the mansion. [Wait, that wasn't a thing in her timeline, right? Considerin' the whole world was fallin' apart.] ...though suppose that easier than fightin' the end of the world.

[passingthrough]

[Surprisingly, there was a mansion, even the same mansion despite Xavier not having been involved, and it was intact last she heard.] It really puts everything in a special kind of perspective.

[cajunspice]

Don't it just. [Compared to that everything seemed pretty low key. Even the planet a few ones back wasn't quite the same. Sure, it ended that world, but they managed to get people off it so they could be relocated. Having a world and its people getting killed off, that was different.]

Ya know, worse case, could always pop 'round here when 'm cookin', or see if I get 'ny left overs by the end of the night.

[passingthrough]

Just wait by the garbage can with a hopeful look in my eyes? How desperate do you think I am?

I mean, unless it's really good. [Little smirk]

[cajunspice]

[That got a raised brow from him.] Ya 'mplyin' m' cookin' should end up in the trash? Maybe I shouldn't share it with ya after all. [He was joking... mostly, maybe a touch insulted, but nothing that would linger around for long.] So mean, ya know how fragile m' ego be.

'nd of course it really good, it's my cookin'.

[passingthrough]

[She smiles at him.] I was saying it's so good I'd almost beg for scraps. How mean do you think I am? Whatever Kurt told you was an exaggeration.

[cajunspice]

I'm sure it be, [It was said with a smile as he slide over that spiced chocolate drink he had been making up for her, moving to clean up afterwards.] 'nd I would never doubt m' dear captain. [A bit of a smirk adding to that smile.]

Go 'njoy the night, cherie, sure 'll catch up with ya once 'm done mixin'.

[passingthrough]

[She nods.] Don't forget to have some fun for yourself. See you around. [Off to mix and mingle herself. She does take a sip as she walks away though, turning back for just a second to smile at him.] Mmm! Approve.

[cajunspice]

[Ha! As if she needs to tell him that.

Remy gave a thumbs up at the approval and a smile to go with it as he went back to maintaining the bar and serving others.]