::Open RP : Spring Specials at the Little Green Apple::

[lady-thujone.livejournal.com]

Spring is here, spring, is here...

And to celebrate, there was a new special at the Little Green Apple.

Chalked on the blackboard:

Fruit Lambics are in!
Kriek
Framboise
Cassis
Aardbei
Druit
Pêche
and of course,
Pomme!

Try a cold one!

Comments

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"It's..." he shrugs.

"I have had worse, but I have also had much better. Try a sip?"

It's something to have at least once.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"Talking helps," Matt says. "But it's up to you."

Matt's solution to nightmares is to play chicken on a motorbike on the M24, after all.

"Yeah, sure," he says, reaching for the glass. "What'd you normally drink?"

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

L steals the cigarette while he does, mwah.

"I do not normally drink, remember?"

And takes a very quick drag. Mostly because he's obviously not going to die of lung cancer, and he can.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"I mean --" Matt blinks, then laughs, as L steals his cigarette. "Do you want one?"

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"I thought I had one?"

But, no, one more drag, and he offers it back.

"I'm fine, thank you."

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

He's still laughing. "You're pretty quick. I bet you'd be a good pickpocket." But he accepts the cigarette with a smile.

"Anyway - I meant, on the few occasions that you do drink, what would you chose? I can't remember what you were drinking last time."

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"I like martinis. Sweet ones."

He shakes his head.

"Although I have had enough for tonight, even without Near's clumsy attempts to chaperone, endearing though they were."

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"Near can be pretty cool," Matt says. "I dunno why he was so pissed off earlier, but I'm glad he chilled out."

Matt is still drinking. He's more used to alcohol, though.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

L has a pretty good idea. But Near probably wouldn't like it if he told.

"It's very strange that he's older than me."

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. I mean, he was only a year younger than me, but it's still weird. It must be even worse for you." He stretches, and grins. "And we're the same age now."

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"You're still a little younger."

L sounds like he might be more childish, though- nyah.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"When did you turn twenty?"

Because damn, Matt had come close.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"November fifth." Which wasn't that long ago, for him, but he's going to give up on those few months and just call it close enough.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"... okay, you win. Even if we take out all the insane time-travel bits." He laughs, taking another drink. "I should get you a birthday present."

He's not sure why this occurs to him, considering November was four or five months ago now. But he owes L for the computer anyway, so what the hell.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"We could find me some cake."

L could use cake, right now. It'd mean escaping the bar without having to talk to La Fee, too.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"Okay, come on." He jumps off the barstool. "Let's go find some cake."

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

L smiles, triumphantly, and clambers to his (bare) feet.

"That sounds like a good idea."

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"Okay. So cake means kitchen, which is down here somewhere, right?" Matt stubs out his cigarette, which he's only half-smoked anyway; waaay too much nicotine that morning.

They could always ask a house elf to bring them some directly, but that wouldn't be any fun.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"I have only ever gotten food from the Great Hall before, and asking individual elves."

But there must logically be a kitchen somewhere.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"I'm pretty sure it's down under the ground floor. Makes sense, right, in an old castle like this? They'd want the kitchen next to the larders, and the larders underground..."

Unless magical castles were different from regular ones. In which case, oh well, they'll wander about a bit and then flag down an elf.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"But things are behind passages, tapestries and paintings. With just looking, we might never find it, and end up wandering the dungeons of Slytherin till the end of our days."

It's a worry.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"... that's true." He thinks. "We could ask for directions?"

Or vague riddles. He could see this being that sort of place.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"We could probably ask a painting for directions."

Make the best of both worlds.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

Matt laughs. "Fuck, that's right! You spoken to any of them yet?"

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"One. But he wandered off mid conversation, and I have not tried my luck again since."

Paintings can be flighty things.