fifteen.

[mounties]

A: phone

I know not everyone here is from Earth, but today's Saint Patrick's Day and I for one am far too fond of Ireland to spend it sober. It's just disrespectful not to drink, really. [And she hasn't had a drink in forever, which just seems weird in and of itself.] So who's in for meeting me at the tavern? Wear green.

B: Olney's Tavern

[The beer here is awful, of course, but there'll be a peppy, slender blonde with a green ribbon in her hair ignoring the fact that women aren't "supposed" to be drinking and looking like she's trying to drink the whole town under the table. If she can get anyone to join her in a round or two of decent drinking songs, that'll be happening. It's only respectful, you know. Not that it's fun at all.

Come join her?]

Comments

B

[redwhiteandhero]

[America slides into a stool next to her at the bar, calling for a pint from the bartender and giving Canada a smile.]

Careful. Are you sure a little thing like you can handle her liquor?

[mounties]

[She grins a little to see him, already a few drinks in with another in her hands.] I'm not sure if I'd rather you said that because your brother is some sort of teetotaler or can't hold his liquor, or you're working on the assumption that I can't because I'm female.

[redwhiteandhero]

Men and women are different. It's just the facts.

A

[spaceshadowfax]

I suppose haven't got much else to do today. [And it'll let her miss out if the Doctor decides to pass out hats today.]

A BUT ACTION

[achromous]

[Talking to Canada on the phone would be silly when they live in the same house, is all. Incidentally she is not wearing green, and has no idea why she would be expected to do so.]

What's Saint Patrick's Day?

[ooeeooahah]

Oh, Meg - I gave up alcohol for Lent! But I'd be happy to be the DD for everyone!

[gezellig]

[He didn't really have any special affection for Ireland, but the fact that Canada put that bow in her hair, looked so nice, and wanted to go to the tavern was all he needed. So he'd gladly wear an orange polo with a small green stripe in it and join her, already having finished a beer. Any of the drones or employees who give her a look with get such a glare, his meanest one.

He looks back at Canada, the traces of one of those glares still on his face.]

B

[answerer_sword]

[The rule for an Irishwoman, even one as uptight and technically British as Bazett, is to squeeze in as many drinks with as many different people at possible on Saint Patrick's day. This is why she is currently at the tavern, waiting to buy more drinks.]

[She glances at the girl next to her. The alcohol and the festive mood have made her a bit more open than usual.]

Hello.

B

[riastrad_ridire]

[PARTYIN' PARTYIN']

[Your friendly neighborhood bartender will be getting you another round, Canada. On the house 'cause he can't resist a cute girl.]

[mounties]

Well, then, now you do.

[mounties]

It's a celebration for old Saint Patrick, who was very dear to Ireland, back in the day. Since he basically revolutionized things for the Isle, it's tradition for the family to do the proper Irish thing and remember him with lots of drink and shamrocks. A lot of my people are Irish, back home.

[mounties]

How American of you not to observe the proper tradition of Saint Patrick being more important than Lent.

I'm teasing, of course. If you want to come and help me make sure everyone gets home safe, you're certainly welcome.

[mounties]

[Well, then, she'll just frown right back at him.]

You don't have to stay if you're not enjoying yourself.

[mounties]

Hello! Having a good evening?

[mounties]

And I am different from most women, merci bien.

[mounties]

[He gets a grin and a wink for that, because she's friendly even when she's sober, so when she's more than a few drinks into "pleasantly buzzed" territory, everyone gets her attention.]

Thanks.

[riastrad_ridire]

No problem, kid. [Says the grinning moron with the faint Irish accent.]

[mounties]

[She blushes a little as she takes a sip of her drink.]

It's Canada.

[riastrad_ridire]

Nice to meet you. Just call me Lancer.

[mounties]

Lancer. [She nods.] It's a pleasure to meet you. You're doing a fine job back there tonight.

[riastrad_ridire]

I do my best. Besides, nothin's more fun than drinking with a few good people.

[mounties]

You can say that again. [She chuckles a little, taking another drink.] And I think we've got a decent turnout of good people here tonight, eh?

[riastrad_ridire]

Miserable as the town might be, I think we've got a fair collection of worthwhile people in it. Won't be hearin' me complain anytime soon.

[mounties]

That's the spirit!

[riastrad_ridire]

It's always the little things that count the most, right?