Afterparty

[latinumsbetter]

[After Zvei walks down into the earth and it closes over his head, and Typhon gives his goodbye...the Phantasmal Bar finally flickers out of existence. Quark breathes out a slow breath.]

Alright. The bar downstairs is going to be open. Stop in. [That is not a request.]

Riful, let's see what we can do about that thing you need.

[He'll give Leb a squeeze--before she detaches from him. He makes eye contact at least once with all of his employees, and then he turns and walks out of the Arena. So...post trial, the bar downstairs is once again open. The employees are around at different times, and Quark is once again behind the bar. There’s been several of the extra togas gathered and folded to be used as blankets. There's food and drinks and places to sit and think or talk or whatever one would like to do.

There are two more drinks that are made and sit just behind the counter to accompany with the other two that are usually remade and replaced every day.

The door is open.]

Comments

[sweetsynergy]

....Is "omelet" also some kind of nickname?

[eeeonetwothree]

I HAVE NEVER BEEN ABLE TO TELL, HONESTLY. THAT IS SIMPLY WHAT HE CALLS HER.

[sweetsynergy]

Meaning he's either an absolutely canny asshole, or your world is just really weird.

Meaning it's a mystery we'll never be able to solve.

[eeeonetwothree]

ALL WORLDS ARE WEIRD, VANITY. THAT'S WHAT MAKES THEM WORTH PROTECTING.

SPEAKING OF WHICH, I WOULD LIKE TO INVITE YOU TO JOIN FERDINAND, RANMA, AND I'S PATROLS.

[sweetsynergy]

My world makes perfect sense, you're all just really bad at keeping up.

[That second part gives her pause, though. She wants to ask if he's been put up to this in some way, but-]

...do the rest of them know you're inviting me?

[eeeonetwothree]

THEY WILL BE FINE WITH IT. FERDINAND IS BOTHERED BY NOTHING, AND I TRUST THAT RANMA WILL ACCEPT IT DUE TO HAVING MORE OPPORTUNITIES TO ANTAGONIZE YOU.

[sweetsynergy]

[Okay, if that's a trap it's either a really bad one or a really, really good one.]

Ferd's bothered by a few things, but fair. And I guess if you're asking for my expertise on hands and knees like this it'd be a little classless to refuse.

[eeeonetwothree]

[ Omega stares at her, cluelessly. ]

I AM ON NEITHER MY HANDS NOR MY KNEES, THOUGH?

[sweetsynergy]

The spirit is there, it's fine.

[eeeonetwothree]

WHATEVER GETS YOU TO ACCEPT, VANITY.

[sweetsynergy]

That would be my generous and magnanimous nature.

[She. That might be a joke. It's very unclear.]

[eeeonetwothree]

VANITY.

YOU HAVE A LONG WAY TO GO BEFORE YOU MASTER THE ART OF SARCASM.

[sweetsynergy]

I was programmed for killing things, not for standup.

[eeeonetwothree]

ONCE AGAIN, I AM REMINDED WE ARE MORE ALIKE THAN WE ARE DIFFERENT.

DO YOU THINK THAT IS WHY WE HAVE SUCH TROUBLE GETTING ALONG?

[sweetsynergy]

Now who's having trouble with sarcasm.

[eeeonetwothree]

WELL PLAYED. YOU GET CREDIT FOR THAT ONE.