o o 4 . v i d e o / a c t i o n

[makingastatement]

[ Al has clearly taken his time setting up this shot to ensure the whole length of the bar can be seen. It's spruced up for the holiday more or less, glasses at the ready and green and yellow balloons coating the ceiling. Special spirits are presented in the foreground in green bottles or are marked with a green tap. The regular liquor is still on shelf, it's just playing a minor role in the whole arrangement.

Meanwhile, he steps into the foreground to fix his almost too green tie and adjust the collar of his shirt. Respect the imagined completely fabricated authority, folks. ]

Alright listen up, especially all you micks out there. We all know the date and how you like to celebrate your beloved patron saint, but before you really get into it, I'm laying some ground rules for the house. First round of the night is free for everyone, after that it's standard price. If you're gonna stay all night, pony up at the bar and we'll make sure you're set up for the evening.

As for anyone who overstays their welcome or turns up with empty pockets, well, you'll be getting a good, long tour of the back alley. I can personally guarantee it.

So until you get down here for a good time, too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral to you.

(Notes: Bartending at Lucky's and Eden for St. Patrick's-- any and all thirsty folks and shenanigans welcome. Huzzah!)

Comments

Action at Lucky's

[recognize_an_opportunity]

[Meyer looks rough today. He'd done his drinking the day before, on the one day off he'd allowed himself, and the hangover he has today is the worst he's ever had. Still, of course he'd showed up to work. It was going to be a busy night. He approaches the bar and nods wearily at Al.]

Very nice.

[makingastatement]

What happened to you?

[ No seriously. Where have you been? He was under the impression that you lived here, kid. ]

action;

[thermonuclear_birdbrain]

[There is a huge four-foot raven, feathers smoking faintly, perched awkwardly outside one of the windows, clutching the edge of the sill and peeking inside with a huge red-orange eye. Jimmy told her to go to a bar to get whiskey, and lots of people are going into this building, so may as well see what's in there...]

[recognize_an_opportunity]

I took a day off.

[Is it really that shocking?]

[makingastatement]

Looks like you enjoyed yourself.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

I did.

[A pause.]

I'm not anymore.

action;

[makingastatement]

[ The mass in the window isn't immediately distinguishable, but upon closer inspection it appears to be some kind of bird...on fire. He reaches for what the moment deems as the most appropriate offense-- a pitcher of water-- and takes an uneasy step towards the window, shaking the pitcher indicatively.

Christ. Was it too much to ask for some normalcy? ]

G'wan!

[makingastatement]

Trying to get a jump on the holiday?

[ He pours a ginger ale and sets it on the counter. ]

[recognize_an_opportunity]

I wasn't about to take today off, not if it's going to be busy, and Ruby keeps telling me I need to "learn how to relax."

[Boy, he hopes it's going to be busy. And he's taking a sip of that ginger ale, whether or not it was intended for him -- his stomach has seen better days.]

[makingastatement]

Broad could be onto something.

[ A pause as all the implicated connections are formed. ]

So-- you and her?

[recognize_an_opportunity]

[He almost looks taken aback.]

Me and her? No!

[makingastatement]

[ That reaction earns a long stare. She's not that hard on the eyes and Meyer doesn't strike him as someone who can afford to be too picky. ]

Something wrong with that?

[recognize_an_opportunity]

She works for me.

[And apparently you just don't do that with your employees.]

[makingastatement]

[ Sure, boundaries are important in something like a cathouse, but...this is just a bar. ]

You ever think that's where the relax part comes into it?

[recognize_an_opportunity]

I don't think that's what she meant.

[At least, he's relatively sure. He'll just have some more ginger ale while thinking about it.]

[makingastatement]

Suit yourself.

[ Don't mind if he helps himself to a cigar while it's slow, unable to hide a smirk at the nature of the topic. ]

You even been with a dame before?

My icons do not begin to explain the face he's making right now

[recognize_an_opportunity]

What kind of question is that?

Re: action;

[thermonuclear_birdbrain]

[The bird taps its beak against the glass, not caring one bit about the pitcher of water. Its beak clicks as it speaks, a little strangled in tone, but still clearly audible.]

Hi! Is this where the humans sell whiskey?

My imagination tells me it's spectacular.

[makingastatement]

Have you never had a normal conversation before?

[recognize_an_opportunity]

[He shakes his head.]

I've had plenty of normal conversations. That usually wasn't part of them.

Action at Lucky's

[spotlighted]

[Ruby's trying very hard to conceal the awful hangover she has, knowing that she needs to look elegant and professional on stage and not show how rough she really feels. She still can't really believe how much she and Meyer had drank the night before, and she seats herself at the bar to collect herself, only noticing the way it's laid out for the holiday after a moment.]

Impressive.

[makingastatement]

I'm talking about the conversations that don't involve numbers or business.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

My conversations don't all revolve around numbers or business.

[Just the majority of them.]

action;

[makingastatement]

[ The reply doesn't come immediately. He needs to stare a little longer and really digest what he's looking at. ]

Y-yeah. But if you can't make it through the door without burning the place down, I can't help you out.

[ He's talking to a bird, isn't he? Damn it. ]

[makingastatement]

[ And then a slow nod, perhaps indicating some skepticism. ]

I'm sure.