Bars were also home to Susan, in a way--well, one bar was, and this one was rather like it. At Biers she didn't have to try to be normal--at Hogwarts the idea of 'normal' was not nearly so onerous as in Ankh-Morpork, but there was still a standard. Here, her instinct told her she didn't have to try.
She laughed as Charles gave her her drink. "I know," she said, just as quietly. "This place reminds me of my favorite pub back home. In Biers, it always paid to order something clear, because Igor--that was the barman--would stick almost anything on the end of a cocktail stick." Occasionaly the regulars would place bets as to what disgusting thing they'd find next.
Susan herself was not one to talk of being a drunk--some of the stupider things she'd done here had been done under the influence of quite a lot of alcohol, not to speak of how much she'd drank when Stephen had been most pointedly Not Speaking to her. Both Shaun and Liz had been rather appalled, even knowing her tolerance.
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Date: 2007-12-08 03:02 am (UTC)She laughed as Charles gave her her drink. "I know," she said, just as quietly. "This place reminds me of my favorite pub back home. In Biers, it always paid to order something clear, because Igor--that was the barman--would stick almost anything on the end of a cocktail stick." Occasionaly the regulars would place bets as to what disgusting thing they'd find next.
Susan herself was not one to talk of being a drunk--some of the stupider things she'd done here had been done under the influence of quite a lot of alcohol, not to speak of how much she'd drank when Stephen had been most pointedly Not Speaking to her. Both Shaun and Liz had been rather appalled, even knowing her tolerance.