~ Perfect Blossom Tea Room ~

[Malaclypse 666]

*Heya, Fool! Back from the Wake already? I hope Sophie gets her little lower hemisphere back here soon! This inventory is a mess.. I have no idea how she wants the beer arranged in the coolers.. and I've got contracts to honor!*

"Chill, Dis. She'll be along shortly. She's no longer needed for diplomatic escort, and Pops is kickin' everybody out.. almost.. for a hiatus. Goddess, wish I could have stayed for more R&R as well. Sapphire 'n tonic, please?"

*That we can do, Boss, if these klutzy droids don't screw it up. We've got to get a few employees here with actual arms and legs before the grand opening next week.. or a better android model for behind the bar.*

"Heh, or figure out a way to get you gals some appendages. Too bad ol' Artificer's plans weren't a bit more succesful, and benign. You'd look good in an eight-foot tall impermeable shell..."

*Screw you, Mal. And have people rippin' my arms off for spare armaments? Don't think so..*

"Spin on, Mama. Spin on. And hustle that droid up, before I die of thirst here!"

*ooc* (KNT, KNF, this "bar" was created for "you", and our friends and allies. I don't intend to keep it afloat all by myself. Post, or I shall become as the thunder off the mountain.)

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