026: [ voice | location: caritas ] A bingin' we will go

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

[ guess who's now seated at a secluded corner in caritas, with her head on the table and nursing a huge bottle of alcohol on her own.

no, really. guess. ] Oh, who cares about... broody, stupid vamps when I've got you... [ she grabs the bottle and reads: ] Mr. Voodoo Tiki Tequila. Mmm. You're now my new best friend, 'kay?

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[Location: Caritas]

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

Cordelia drops her glass to the table and pushes it away. "Yeeeeah. I think I'll stick with my icky tequila." But she doesn't move to take the bottle - yet.

"Casey?" she asks. "Oh, you mean that huge guy who was delivering oxygen tanks with Spike when things were on the verge of going to hell?"

[Location: Caritas]

[greenballadeer.livejournal.com]

Lorne decides to take his chances with the margarita. After all, Sea Breezes are pretty sour, and this isn't that much more. He adds a drop of Tara's endrunkening potion and sets to it, ignoring the burn of a bit too much alcohol in the mix.

"Yep, that's the fella. He's my other bartender, and he's a real dab hand with the drinks. You'll have to come back when he's behind the bar." He heaves a sigh. "Though he hasn't been to work since...you know."