AlcheME! - SATURDAY NOON PST

[idolpro]

[ The bar is unit-colored with light unit paraphernalia, although it's all just for show. Fortunately, comfort isn't part of the unit aesthetic this time—all seats are cushioned, whether the booth seats or the bar stools, comfy and lush. Idols can sit anywhere they like, it seems.

There's alcohol available, but everything else is locked behind the wall-cabinet. . . the recipe book is also available to peruse at one's leisure.

Ah—the door opens, and a fuzzy sort of shade steps in. It looks like idols will be serving the Damned, today. . . ? ]

RECIPE BOOK

Comments

[inspiteful]

...Well, I should have expected that.

[ Nts try and figure out a way to discreetly leave anonymous hangover cures for him anyway. ]

[morelikefakespeareamirite]

[Poofing back to normal size and humming as he fixes some drinks for the shades]

[inspiteful]

[ Just watching I create those troll drinks. ]

Is this also one of those good ideas?

[morelikefakespeareamirite]

It can't be worse than providing them no drinks at all.

[inspiteful]

I guess I'm a little surprised that you're even bothering.

[morelikefakespeareamirite]

I have to fill the time somehow. This seemed more entertaining than doing nothing, I suppose.

[inspiteful]

[ A long pause, like he's considering this, before he asks. ]

Are you having a bit of fun, at least?

[morelikefakespeareamirite]

Are you?

[inspiteful]

...

Yeah, I am.