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

Comments

[stringup]

Ridiculous man.

[ Though yeah, that's pretty much what she can do besides nursing her own drink. ]

[markofnobility]

[And he is sure going, caught up in whatever play or show he picked this up from, even mouthing lyrics he is, thankfully, not singing aloud. That would be rude to Ai!!

[stringup]

[ ...While she's sure Radiant Voice would not approve of plagiarism, maybe she should note some of these down for his future inspiration later... ]

[markofnobility]

[Eventually he wears himself out carousing. With a boisterous laugh he returns to flop into a chair with very little of his usual attempts at poise]

Velvet! You are still brooding over here?

[stringup]

Were you expecting anything else?

[markofnobility]

Hmm... honestly I expected you to retreat to the rooms. I am glad you did not.

[stringup]

[ Ferdinand, what the hell!! ]

There's no need to be glad about that.

[markofnobility]

Once again you seem surprised that I enjoy your company! It is alright, I do not mind repeating it.

[ insufferable]

[stringup]

[ She is so tempted to just. Put a hand on that insufferable face and just push. It's so tempting but also futile. ]

If you haven't noticed, I'm not exactly personable.

[markofnobility]

I have noticed. Luckily I am used to unpersonable types.

[ he does pause though, searching her face with his eyes. On anyone else this scrutiny would be subtle, but even without the warm sheen of alcohol over his thoughts Ferdinand is always too easy to read for that. He reads her face for any hint his banter has crossed from friendly to obnoxious. That she earnestly wants him to bugger off.

Such lines are things he never noticed as a youth, or had even known they were there to cross. But Marianne, Bernadetta and Dorothea (goddess, dorothea especially) made sure he gained a tiny bit of self awareness the hard way.]

[stringup]

[ Velvet frankly isn't sure what Ferdinand finds so entertaining about hanging out with her. She's aware that her social skills are kind of shot at best and actually abysmal at worst, and surely she isn't that interesting, right? And as dim as her view of nobles is, she still has to concede that Ferdinand isn't the same sort of ilk she's dealt with before (a bar that may as well be on the ground, but which he not so much clears as he leaps over).

She recognises that look on his face, as someone who's also sweated over acceptable social interactions. ...As much as she finds his apparent showboating somewhat obnoxious, she can recognise that he took the time to talk to her, too. ]

...You really need better taste.