._. I'd loose my exotic dancing job.

That you would.

I need that job!

I've been slacking off on my bartending, it seems. -shifty eyes-

Indeed you have......barkeep, I could use a strong drink! *plops down*

So how's college Espy?

Eh, so far so good. Not much homework yet, but knock on wood. Most of my floormates are already being swamped.

Erm...speaking of swamps, what would you like, anyways? -eyes the pitiful remnants of what used to be a full pint of iced tea- ...I totally didn't do that >.>

I'm feeling swamped. So much reading at once.

Hmmm.....well, sweet tea would have been nice, but in place of that, I'll take something....with a kick. Surprise me!

And nice. Hopefully that trend keeps up. I've been much the same, but have had a paper which I started and completed tonight.

Hrnn...how's a Madras? -reaches for the still-full bottle of cranberry juice-

(How do I even know these things. How. I'm not even 21.)

That would be my question....but then again I'm not either. Let's just not ask those kinds of questions. And sure...*sits patiently and starts to doze*

I just happen to...do my research. Trust me, the only stuff I've actually had was a bit of whatever my parents had at home, and even that royally burned. ...But I could get used to Fat Tire; that one actually tastes alright.

...Time to find the vodka and orange juice. Uh. -pries open the fridge door to find a cascade of plastic bottles and bags of ice- ...Awkward.

(trololo, I could say "that's precisely the point")

But anyways, as the day gets closer, the tension grew, bubbling outwards in the waters of the usual business.

But already, from the distance, darkness crept back into the shadows of the world. A new rumor spread from the east of a nameless evil. The time, still, was growing thin.

*watches as Espy wanders around the bar* Anytime now......

And it's fine Espy, everyone has tried something when they weren't supposed to. Trust me, I've tried a fair share of drinks....just never driven afterwards and definitely haven't gone out in public.

I still can't drive, anyways >.>

-passes the Madras over the counter- That'll be...uh.

...Funkie, has the Enterprise suffered from inflation?

*sputters* You can't drive? What madness is this? Come, I must instruct you! *drags off to supercharged Mustang*