32nd Inning

[freakinblur]

[There's something going on outside 1451 Mitchell today! Two people, specifically Scout and Ema Skye, are sitting at a card table at what looks to be a lemonade stand. Except it's not a lemonade stand. There's a hastily-made, messy sign hanging up front reading "DELICIOUS HOMEMADE LIQ DRINKS, 5 CENTS". There's several pitchers and cups out on

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[onearmedkitsune]

[ WHY HELLO THERE! Certainly you Scout doesn't remember what happened last time, right? And now that she is actually wearing clothes (tight, but clothes nonetheless, she looks like a totally different person, right? ]

Oh? What is this? [ Can't read so only looking curiously at the cups and pitchers. ]

[freakinblur]

[YOU'RE LUCKY HE'S DRUNK, REN. But he does squint at you. There's something familiar about you.... but it's so hard to think right now.]

'S booze. Good booze! We made it.

[glowing_science]

Only five cents! [BEAMS.]

[onearmedkitsune]

[ Hahahaha, WELL FINALLY SHE CAN USE THE MONEY SHE GOT FROM YOU.

Krhm, I mean. ]

It seems like it~. I'd like some, please. [ She randomly goes through her wallet, trying to figure out which looks like "five cents"... before handing a five dollar bill. CLOSE. ]

[gaydrill]

[ ... So this isn't exactly how he imagined his walk would turn out.

Honestly, you two. Klavier's trying to decide whether to just... keep his distance or run away... ]

[freakinblur]

HEY, PALLY! Ya like booze, right? Come on! Everyone does! Come ooooooooooooooon! [He laughs.]

[glowing_science]

Klavier! [Ema gets up from behind the card table and charges, throwing her arms around him.]

[gaydrill]

[ sdjkdsfjfs no time to react here! Klavier manages to keep his balance, sighing and lifting her up, he walks over to the lemonade stand. ]

I see we are having fun today, mm?

[legendschild]

[Innocent bystander and thirsty. But luck seem to be one his side, because, oh look, a lemonade stand.]

I want five cups or so!

[freakinblur]

[Scout holds up an unsteady hand to stop you.]

Nope! No kids. No way. Ain't havin' Grady come an' ruinin' all our fun cuz we got like, 13-year-olds drunk. Not a chance.

[glowing_science]

Yeah, we'll get arrested and droned and possibly lose an eye. This is grown up stuff, kid.

[legendschild]

I'm fifteen, and how could I possibly get drunk of from drinking lemonade. [Yeah, not exactly the brightest of the bunch.]

[the_strong_deva]

I don't know what's in there, but I have to have it.

[freakinblur]

What we have here is quality... booze. Yep! It's the best. So much better than what this town's got. One cuppa booze, one nickle please!

[the_strong_deva]

[Puts down

A dollar]

[freakinblur]

Excellent. Yeah. That's... a lotta cups. Here! [Hands one over!]

[inventor_king]

I, for one, feel it my social obligation to support local business.

Give me a cup.

[freakinblur]

That's the spirit, pally! 5 cents, man! [Holds up a cup of homemade booze to you]

[glowing_science]

And we are a local business! [Because that wasn't obvious or anything.]

And we're better than all those drone businesses that are all 1950s-y. We have personality!