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Amy nodded tiredly and reached for a shot glass. She didn't realize that she got a double shot glass, though. She filled the glass up with the scotch from the top shelf, not using any ice. Then, she put a mini umbrella in it and passed it to Dougherty.

"Here you go, Dougherty. I hope you enjoy it."

Apparently no one noticed I was asleep here.

*sniffs Thistle back*
.... smells oddly like grape pixie stix...
Didn't I tell you to stop snorting pixie stix?
I don't snort pixie stix! scream

Quillmane is the name of a pegasus in my world. He's really difficult to spot. His feathers can be used to make a cloak that enables one to levitate. Mages are particularly interested in this cloak for some reason... not sure why...

*A grin crosses his face and he slides his hand along her backside to pull her a little closer. He notices the feel of the outfit and it's snugness. He turns his head to look at her, pushes his stool back a little and scans her over from head to toe.* eek Whoah! Do you ever look hot, M'dear! *With his eyes glued to Psyzapp, he barely notices Amy talking to him.* Thanks ... biggrin

(( Edit: Got a Quarters win on my last post, previous page ... Sorry for the late notice ... was a bit distracted! xd ))

Amy's eyes widened at what Tes said. "Really?! That is so cool! Do you think Thistle possibly came from your world somehow? I didn't think Pegasuses actually existed in this world."

Amy waved to Psyzapp and a new patron when they entered the bar. She normally would have been cheerful and asked if she could get them anything, but her energy was shot.

Thistle squeaked in surprise and delight when the talking green ball talked right in front of her. She lowered her front toward the ground, flicked her tail playfully, and then launched herself at Draa. She tackled him to the ground and started licking his face happily.

The crunch of the gravel beneath his boots and the incessant chirping of the frogs in the brush made him smile. Exor breathed deep of the misty night as he neared the bar, the gentle lights playing from Most WANTED's windows something of a gentle beckoning home. He paused for a moment and shook his head at the place, thinking of others he would be better to check in with first, yet, this night seemed to call for at least one shot of whiskey.

He walked the path to the front door to the bar proper and opened it, spilling the warm light into the cool night. He walked inside and ensured the door closed behind him before offering a wave to the patrons. "Good evening, all; jabbress, Rae," the name of the elf was questioned. "I suppose there was a reason I came in here, afterall... Finally decide to come back, have we?" He grinned and walked over to Psyzapp's side of the bar, going around her to the back to retrieve a half-drunk bottle of old Irish whiskey and a glass. "Psyzapp, Officer," he nodded curtly as he picked up the glasses. He reached up and grabbed a bottle of elven wine and a wine glass for the elf, as well.

*As she saunters back over to Officer Dougherty and stands next to him, she notices Mr. Exor Omega enter the bar and help himself to a bottle of Elven wine. No doubt to share with Alyraena. She grins at Exor.* Good evening Mr. Omega. I trust you are doing well.

*She notices how sluggish Amy is and becomes concerned.* Amy you look like you need to get some rest. If you are getting sick, I certainly don't want to catch whatever it is you have. neutral

She sort of shrugged at Psyzapp."Yes but I wouldn't want to waste any especially since I think other patrons would better enjoy it Psyzapp. Thank you though, you are too kind."

Alyraena narrowd her eyes as Exor walked inside. "It's not like you've been around to know..." She went back to staring out the window.