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Mick Rory ([personal profile] kelvins) wrote in [community profile] cuddletalk2017-08-04 05:08 pm

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[fade into a middle aged bald man, sporting a very serious face as he pours himself a healthy double of whiskey over ice. behind him is a healthy assortment of bottles of all shapes and sizes, various shades ranging from clear to amber to dark almost black.

he takes a deliberate swill before clearing his throat. this little display? mick rory coming to you live from criminales.]


Name's Mick. I figure since the city was nice enough to let me have this bar, the least I could do was let all of you have something nice too.

So for the next month, we've got half price drinks at CriminALES. Don't get used to it though.

Oh and if you're looking for a job, I could use a hand. Benefits include a paycheck. You still have to pay for your drinks and no you can't have 'em on the clock.
advena: (2-20 019)

[personal profile] advena 2017-08-04 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Gross. Nobody wants to drink those.

( she's thinking of the bottles under the bar at the gallery, those thick, practically neon-colored sugary mixes that got blended with cheap tequila and served up as a lazy margarita to anyone too sloshed to care about the quality offered... which happened to be the majority of the patrons once the hour got late enough. kara might have a sweet tooth, but even she has standards. )

It'd be nice to have something that tastes good available. Like a nice root beer, or club soda — ( how many had she ordered when she'd come in before her shift? ) — or something else.

Though I guess if I get a job I won't have much free time to come drink you out of club soda...
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[personal profile] advena 2017-08-04 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
( mick might be gruff and malcontent, but he's never been cruel to kara, never said a mean word or even a neutral word in a mean tone. she's fond of him. he's like a grumpy big brother slash uncle figure in her life, and she's glad he's here to make this new place a little more familiar. finding out he only kept club soda around for her? well, it warms kara's alien little heart. ) I like club soda.

( as for his question? well, that one takes her an extra minute or two. ) The job — oh, no, I haven't found anything yet. I just started looking, though. ( hence the library. ) I can come by, if you want. I could use a drink. ( of club soda! obviously! )
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[personal profile] advena 2017-08-05 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
You got it.

( there's a smile, held for a beat, before she clicks off her video feed. it's a thank you she knows she doesn't need to say out loud. give it just a minute, maybe two, and the door to criminales will open with a creak and a swing. don't mind sunshine incarnate kara danvers settling in on a barstool, as out of place as ever in her librarian chic, looking as comfortable as if she'd been born in the place. )

Mick? ( he's not directly behind the bar, where she thought he might be, but hopefully he's within earshot. )
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[personal profile] advena 2017-08-05 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
( the bar itself looks different — it's bigger, for one thing, and lacks the hastily scrawled crest of the house of el poorly hidden behind a pin-up poster — but the general atmosphere is the same. it feels homey, in a strange way.

with a murmur of gratitude, kara is more than glad to take a sip of her offered drink, the ice clinking against her teeth and then the glass as she settles it back down against the countertop. on a coaster, of course; reaching across the bar was the only way to grab one, but there's no hesitation in that movement. she knows he doesn't mind, after all. )


You too. ( which is true, really. it is good to see him. mick's a familiar face with shared history. ) What did you want to talk about?
advena: (2-12 021)

[personal profile] advena 2017-08-05 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
( she's experienced the strangeness of a similar but different leonard snart, too. it's a bit bizarre to consider the man she'd met and become friends with not knowing her at all, let alone any of the shared experiences they and their circle of acquaintances had gone through in the last city they'd called home. people like mick, who had run a business with him, or barry, who'd... well, kara can only imagine how hard this is on any of them. she's never been quite so grateful that the people she cares about the most remember her, remember eudio and all that happened within its limits. )

You really need another bartender? ( she's good at it, if she's honest, now that she knows what to do a little better. though the question really is... does she want to be a bartender again, in this new place? maybe not permanently, but helping out a friend isn't the worst thing she could do. ) I hadn't really thought about it, but I could fill in for a little while, if that would help. Until you found enough staff, anyway.
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[personal profile] advena 2017-08-05 01:36 pm (UTC)(link)
You want me to... manage your bar. ( well, of all the things kara had thought he might want to discuss with her, this doesn't even rank into the top hundred possibilities. maybe not even the top five hundred. granted, kara's never really thought about the process of bar management — she vaguely knows that leonard had mostly handled the numbers side of things in eudio, the ordering of supplies and the hiring process (or lack thereof, given her own indentured servitude at the beginning).

there's clearly a need for someone to step in and tackle the personnel side of things, considering mick's particularly gruff nature isn't exactly the face of human resources, so she isn't entirely surprised that he wants her help there. the payroll part she's less experienced with, but she has to imagine it's relatively straightforward, mostly detail-oriented... and kara's always been a person good with details. her years as cat grant's personal assistant had taught her that, at least.

and she does need a job, after all. if she wants to leave the double beds and stale decor of the starter apartments and find something a little more like home, she'll need the money to do it. so... )
Why not.

I'll do it. If you really want me to, I'll do it. ( a beat, and then, ) But if I'm not serving drinks, you can't criticize my clothes anymore.
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[personal profile] advena 2017-08-05 02:11 pm (UTC)(link)
I said I'd do it, you don't have to twist my arm.

( now she's smiling, no toying with the expression necessary on her part, evidence that she's gotten his message loud and clear. she'll help because he asked, and because she's admittedly a little flattered that he'd think of her as someone capable of doing so. she might not have a clue what she's doing, but she'll do her best at whatever it is she does.

as far as her clothes go... well, that's another argument altogether. )
I do not look like a kindergarten teacher! ( librarian chic and grandma sweaters were entirely different things, okay? ) And if someone's going to be gross, I'll throw them out myself. You know I can.

( she'd done it exactly once before, back in eudio, when a drunken patron had snuck behind the bar to ask her if she offered more personal services. she'd also had to pay for his clinic services when it was determined that she'd dislocated his shoulder... but literally tossing him out through the double doors had been well worth it. )
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[personal profile] advena 2017-08-05 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, okay. If I have to cover — ( more like when, if the bartenders here have the same tendencies to call out hungover and disgruntled ) — I'll consider wearing pants instead.

( her drink is, sadly, a little empty now that she's sipped at it; reaching across the bar earns her access to the tap, where she can fill her glass with clear bubbles, and an extra stretch provides another twist of lime. hey, she's management now, right? she can nick a lime or two. )

What, do you want to host a job fair? Isn't half priced drinks advertisement enough?
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[personal profile] advena 2017-08-05 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Take it out of my paycheck, ( comes kara's easy retort, settling back onto the barstool with an expression that almost looks like it might be a smirk. banter with mick is easy, that light-hearted back-and-forth with someone she respects, someone who she doesn't have to worry about whether there's meaning in the teasing. )

I can't believe you're going to charge me for club soda. Isn't there some rule against that? Designated drivers drink free or something, right?
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[personal profile] advena 2017-08-05 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
And I'm not paying for club soda the same day you begged me to come save your butt, Mick Rory.

( a defiant sip, brows arching in unspoken challenges, but she's laughing into the bubbles of her drink all the same. )

You wanna fight about it?
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[personal profile] advena 2017-08-05 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
You know I'm fireproof, right? But if you really want to do community service, though...

( she'll follow him outside, though, face lit with the brightest of grins, looking more like an excited schoolgirl than someone about to throw down; kara bounces on her heels as they square off in the alleyway, all giddy energy and loosely swinging fists. )

Hit me with your best shot, come on, come on!
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[personal profile] advena 2017-08-05 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
So, what, you're going to burn my clothes off? If you ruin my dress, I'm really going to have to beat you up.

( as if there was ever a chance that kara danvers would back out of a friendly skirmish. no way, jose. she's going to enjoy watching him bow out... or have to volunteer at the soup kitchen again. )

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