The North Pacific Bar and Grill

*Glances back at the cat, then the giraffe, and then back to Darcania*

"That we do..and unless I see a health code reg that says we cant serve them I will keep doing so."
 
Well, I know cats and dragons tend to keep themselves clean... Giraffes, I'm not as sure about, but a giraffe dressed like... that... is very likely clean as well.
 
Syrixia leans over to the bar to speak to Tonse.

"Hey, you know, I'm a King if you couldn't tell, and a rather benevolent one. I think facilities like this need more; everyone deserves to live like a King. Now, what I'm suggesting is a hot tub and a large nightclub area with a DJ to boot. As a King, I can get such work done in a jiffy, and you won't have to spend a single Aureia. Or, whatever TNP's regional currency is. So, whaddaya say?"
 
[me] looks over at Syrixia.

"We are all kings or equivalent here, I believe. If such an area is to be created, I would request that it be located in another building entirely. Some of us prefer to drink in silence."

[me] returns to lapping at his water, considering whether to top it off with rum.
 
*Contemplates the offer for a minute*

"I wish I could say go ahead but I think you need to run that past the owners. I am just the Chef, not the owner."

*Makes a mental note to find out the health code for such an odd place*
 
*Looks at Darcania and Syrixia*

"This may be something you want to bring up with the owners. See if they want to start a poll and go from their"
 
[me]walks in, tired from a long day in the Speaker's Office.

"I'm feeling like getting in touch with my English side tonight, Tonse, could you whip me up something before work?"
 
*Whips up some traditional English favorites*

"Here you go"

*Places banger and mash down*

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Hate to interrupt gents, I've had my shot a while ago now, could I get another and the 11oz triple-a grade steak? Rare please.
 
The Cat hops down from the bar and looks at the front door. She glances back one more time at the patrons, and then with a flick of her tail, walks serenely out of the bar.

>^,,^<
 
Aye, 'tis a sad night at the bar. Someone put some sad Elton John ballads on the jukebox, would you?

*Looks down at the bar* "Why?" I mumble to myself "Will rats begin to reign now?"
 
*Walks into Bar n Grill looking like he has been up awhile*

Alright everyone....kitchens open. What does anyone need?
 
Syrixia nods in agreement.

"Neither do I." he says. "When you signed up you should've read the fine print: 'This bar is absolutely chaotic. Working here can be sad or ecstatic or both at the same time. Prepare for unnatural lol, because biatch, you're gonna get it.'"
 
Wolfsea:
*hangs photo of the cat on the wall of Absent Friends*
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[me]touches the photo of a meerkat that is engraved with the name "Lord Nwahs AKA Olvern" and begins to cry.

"Hit me up with something mellow and German, Tonse..."
 
Syrixia returns from a long day of political discussion in Magicality City and the Roosevelt Bar, walks into the bar, and salutes before a picture of a penguin holding a rifle labeled "r3naissanc3r".

"Ey Bootsie, Nessuno. Tonse, throw me a gin and tonic, on the rocks."
 
Syrixia:
Syrixia returns from a long day of political discussion in Magicality City and the Roosevelt Bar, walks into the bar, and salutes before a picture of a penguin holding a rifle labeled "r3naissanc3r".

"Ey Bootsie, Nessuno. Tonse, throw me a gin and tonic, on the rocks."
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Hi Syrixia :)
 
Nessuno:
Syrixia:
Syrixia returns from a long day of political discussion in Magicality City and the Roosevelt Bar, walks into the bar, and salutes before a picture of a penguin holding a rifle labeled "r3naissanc3r".

"Ey Bootsie, Nessuno. Tonse, throw me a gin and tonic, on the rocks."
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Hi Syrixia :)
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*Takes drink from Bootsie, and proceeds to drink it*

Ah...hey Nessie! Nice to see you're still around. Ey, I'm wondering; how does Bootsie manage to make and serve beer if she's that small? Is she like Spider-Man or something? Well, Spider-Woman. Well, Spider-Guinea Pig.
 
Syrixia:
Nessuno:
Syrixia:
Syrixia returns from a long day of political discussion in Magicality City and the Roosevelt Bar, walks into the bar, and salutes before a picture of a penguin holding a rifle labeled "r3naissanc3r".

"Ey Bootsie, Nessuno. Tonse, throw me a gin and tonic, on the rocks."
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Hi Syrixia :)
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*Takes drink from Bootsie, and proceeds to drink it*

Ah...hey Nessie! Nice to see you're still around. Ey, I'm wondering; how does Bootsie manage to make and serve beer if she's that small? Is she like Spider-Man or something? Well, Spider-Woman. Well, Spider-Guinea Pig.
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Better not to do something questions, it would like to ask what make us a giraffe and a mythological sea monster in a bar. :P
 
Nessuno:
Syrixia:
Nessuno:
Syrixia:
Syrixia returns from a long day of political discussion in Magicality City and the Roosevelt Bar, walks into the bar, and salutes before a picture of a penguin holding a rifle labeled "r3naissanc3r".

"Ey Bootsie, Nessuno. Tonse, throw me a gin and tonic, on the rocks."
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Hi Syrixia :)
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*Takes drink from Bootsie, and proceeds to drink it*

Ah...hey Nessie! Nice to see you're still around. Ey, I'm wondering; how does Bootsie manage to make and serve beer if she's that small? Is she like Spider-Man or something? Well, Spider-Woman. Well, Spider-Guinea Pig.
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Better not to do something questions, it would like to ask what make us a giraffe and a mythological sea monster in a bar. :P
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Not to mention a guy who looks like a Tim Burton caricature of General Zod.
 
*Laughs to himself, scribbles a picture of a cow on a surfboard and hangs it on the wall*

"One more friend for the wall"
 
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