Bar Mingle: Week 2

[latinumsbetter]

Every evening at dusk (unless, for some reason, Quark is indisposed,) the Eatery transforms into Quark's Bar. The table becomes a bartop with chairs lined up on one side. Some of the extra chairs are placed along the wall behind the bar as a makeshift bench for ingredients, glasses, ice, and anything else. There are bowls of peanuts placed on top of the bar for free snacking. On one end of the bar there's a selection of pastries, fresh-baked by Lebkuchen, who might also be there.

As of Monday, there are some new additions to the bar. On one end of the table is a interesting look board game. Next to it is a plate of lebkuchen, left out for a specific bunch of fuzzy creatures that seem to like them.. In another corner is a roulette-esque kind of game.

In the rafters, there's a whole swarm of Zubats now, and one or two of them might come down to say hello. If they do, Quark is shooing them away again, but they only go back up to the ceiling.


Outside the door to the Eatery is a sign, handwritten, and further inside, the menu tacked up in a couple places behind the bar:

Quark's Bar

Hand-mixed drinks
Home-made fresh pasteries
Snacks
Good Company

Come on in and take a load off!
Open Every Evening at Dusk

Tokens accepted as payment
NO RED MURDEROUS ROBOTS ALLOWED

MENU

Non-alcoholic drinks: 2 tokens
Alcoholic drinks: 4 tokens
Lebkuchen: 1 token/piece, 4 for 3 tokens
Breadroll: 1 token/piece
Lollipops: 1 token/each
Wednesday Special: Homemade Apple Strudel! 3 tokens/slice


Link to Days
Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday| Thursday (Food | The Bar | Games and Gambling | Mingle)

Weekly Log

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TUESDAY

[latinumsbetter]

[The bar opens up a little later today. Quark is not so punctual as normal, perhaps for obvious reasons, but it does get open, simply a little later.

Anyone looking for the bartender will find him where he always is, behind the couter, though he can often be found staring blankly at the wall across from the bar, idly polishing a glass--before he seems to snap himself out of it again]

[mygoodbye]

[Even later, as she tends to move - silently - Athena is suddenly seated at the bar. It's not the best fit for her, but judging by the way she's holding her head, that doesn't matter.]

Hello, Quark. I would like... a drink, I suppose.

1/2

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark, as it is, jumps at least a foot and a half in the air, flinching back with a high-pitched yelp as he drops the glass he's been polishing. It shatters on the floor at his feet.]

2/2

[latinumsbetter]

[...wait. Oh, it's just--]

--Athena! [he breathes out harshly, dropping the hand that he had clutched to his chest for a moment]

You gotta warn a guy before you pop in like that. [he shakes his head, straightening, surveying the glass on the floor]

Time for a new glass, I guess. [he starts to move to pick a new one up] So, what're you drinking? You got a preference?

[mygoodbye]

[Flinch. Athena's nose scrunches as the glass shatters.]

Apologies. I'll try not to let that happen again. [She waves her hand, and the glass on the floor reshapes into its non-shattered self.] Whatever you'd prefer. I don't drink often.

[she snorts.]

I'm going to need it.

[latinumsbetter]

[...well, alright then. He'll pick up that glass back up then, and place it at the bench, before finishing retrieving a new one.]

Yeah? [he moves to mix her a drink, selecting orange, mango and pineapple juices, and a bit of grenadine. He adds ice to the glass, followed by a couple shots of The Not So Good Stuff, the juices, and the grenadine on top. That done, he adds a small stirring stick and turns back to her, moving to set it on the bar in front of her.]

A Bajoran Sun Salute.

[mygoodbye]

Thank you. [Did this count as an offering? Ah, she wasn't keeping track. Gingerly, Athena takes the drink and lets it swirl in her hand.

She muses over her thoughts while staring into the drink. She knew very little about the Bajoran, but this looked quite appetizing.]

Yes, if I'm going to kill Typhon, I'll need a proper weapon.

[She sips.]

[rockymountaindie]

[ Well everything sucks!

Hi. Here's Alex, with a small plastic produce container under his arm. He sits down at the bar. ]

Hey. [ Kind of. Weakly. For obvious reasons. ]

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark's moving to lean on the bar across from him as he sits]

Hey, yourself.

[rockymountaindie]

...

[ He opens and closes his mouth, as if trying to grasp for something to say. When nothing comes, he just sighs and sets the container on the bar in front of him. ]

[latinumsbetter]

[that'll make him blink, looking down at the box]

...what's this?

[rockymountaindie]

For you. I dunno if raw's like, not kosher or whatever. But...you seem like you need 'em way more than me.

[murchada]

[honestly, she's not entirely sure if Quark really wants her here for non-Omega reasons. but, well. she's already committed. so.]

...Knock, knock.

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark's head jerks towards her, and he blinks a little, but--]

Hey, Jeira.

[murchada]

So, uh. You definitely heard... you know?

[pointing vaguely up. not like anyone managed to miss the fun little Typhon talk.]

I didn't see you, but I kinda figure...

[latinumsbetter]

[at that, his expression goes pinched]

It'd be a little hard not to.

[murchada]

Right? But, um, since you weren't around...

[she's gonna hold out a scroll for him.]

...There was one for everyone. Figured I'd grab yours before someone got curious.

[markofnobility]

[It's not surprising Ferdinand eventually shows up- he's become a staple of the bar. His expression is stormy as he places his tokens down]

The usual, please.

[He does love his fruity tea]

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark wordlessly scoops up those tokens--enough for an alcoholic or non-alcoholic drink?]

[markofnobility]

[Non. As much as he's stressed booze is not something he wants to get too used to]

[latinumsbetter]

[He'll tuck those two tokens away then, turning away to mix Ferdinand that drink. He's fairly quick about it, turning to set the drink back on the bar in front of him]

One Nobili-Tea, ice cold.

[raisethemoon]

Ah - you've found some bats as well?

[ That is, of course, not really why she came. There's several reasons for that, none of them pertaining to the bats, but there are definitely additional Zubat hanging out on her head and back! ]

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark jolts himself a bit out of wherever he'd gone]</small. More like they found me.

[raisethemoon]

From the cornucopia? Yes, the same happened to me.

[ But that's rather beside the point. She approaches the bar, leaning against it rather than attempt to use any seats. ]

Art thou well? Thou didst vanish entirely, earlier.

[latinumsbetter]

[he does eye the Zubats that are hanging all over her--but he pauses at that question]

...I was in my room. I figured it would be safer there than out in the open.