-5 MCA, Friday Afternoon/Evening

[talentforlying]

John had gotten the surprise of his fucking life this morning. In a good way, that was, and while it had taken a few moments for him to wake up enough to realize what, exactly, was coming out of his shower-head, he had figured it out eventually

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[2_old_for_this]

Peter got the message and knocked on the open door, a large jug in his hand. "My taps are running beer. I brought some. Is this an island thing, or do we need to talk to the landlord?"

[talentforlying]

"Island-wide, I bet," John said, raising his half-glass to Peter and gesturing for him to come in. "Once it was fucking eggnog, and wasn't that a shit to discover in the shower?"

[2_old_for_this]

Peter made a face. "Luckily I noticed this one when I went to brush my teeth."

He glanced at the wards he could feel around John's door. "What are those against? I don't want to break them or get myself fried."

[talentforlying]

"Unless you mean me malicious harm, you're safe," John quipped, though he didn't deactivate any of the wards. "The rest are mostly alarms, for when weird magical shite is happening, or if someone tries to trespass into Special Collections."

[uncertain_dume]

"There's green sludge in my sink and I need a damn drink," Kanan announced as he peered in the door. "The open door is promising, though. What's going on in here?"

Kanan really needed to get himself an Earth phone. Then he could just start off with 'what the hell is absinthe and how drunk will it get me?'

[talentforlying]

"Drinking the stuff from the sink properly," John said, giving Kanan a salute. "Mine's pumping out absinthe, and sounds like Peter's got beer. What nonsense is pouring from your taps, then?"

[uncertain_dume]

"Hell if I know, but I think it has milk in it," Kanan shared. "Yours sounds more fun. What's absinthe?"

Teach him the ways of the green fairies, John.

[talentforlying]

"Milk?" John made a face. "Fuck, no, that just isn't right."

He gestured for Kanan to get his ass inside and sit down. "Absinthe is a very, very alcoholic beverage. She's a little green fairy with a hell of a kick, you can't drink her without diluting it a bit unless you want your brains on the floor of a morgue."

[borealpriestess]

There was a knock on Constantine's open door and a blonde with a pixie cut stick her head inside. "Excuse me?"

Verity's taps were running green and smelling like gin of all things, and she hadn't been on the island anywhere near long enough to figure out the connection.

"I was wondering if there was something wrong with your pipes, too?"

[talentforlying]

"Nah, there's something right with 'em for once," John laughed. "Absinthe, of all things, which is far better than the eggnog incident. Though with it being Saint Pat's, you'd think I'd have beer like Peter over there. Come on in and pull one up, love."

[borealpriestess]

"Eggnog incident?" Verity asked, though she did accept the invitation to come inside. "Wait, are you saying your pipes are filled with absinthe?"

Which made the 'eggnog incident' even worse to contemplate. It was bad enough she smelled like a gin distillery mixed with lime. The idea of smelling like eggnog was a hundred times worse.

"...How the hell did that much absinthe get into the plumbing?"

Poor, precious lamb. So new!

[talentforlying]

"It's green, it's Saint Pat's, and the island has decided to try and be funny again. This time, it actually succeeded," he said dryly. "Not bad, for a sentient bit of rock."

[futurespacemom]

Hera followed Kanan down, then turned around and went back up for a glass pulled from their pipes. She came in holding it out. "Is this absinthe? Or can you tell me what it is?"

They didn't have shamrock shakes in her galaxy.

[talentforlying]

"Not absinthe, I can tell you that," he said, squinting at it. "Give it here, love, I'll give her a go and see if I can figure it out."

Oh, woe, the the risks he took for pretty ladies.

[futurespacemom]

"Thanks." Hera handed it to him. "Does this sort of thing usually last very long? We'll need water sooner or later."

They couldn't all go to the mainland, and she was not sleeping next to Kanan if he tried bathing in this stuff.

[talentforlying]

"Eh, I stocked up on some of the bottled stuff on a run to the mainland this morning. There's a ton in the fridge, help yourself if you need to take some back with you later," he said with a shrug. Fuck if he knew how often other species needed to hydrate, and far be it for him to deny a pretty girl what she wanted.

He took a sip of her glass, then broke out in a grin. "'S a milkshake. They're... like ice cream drinks. So long as you're not lactose intolerant, they're safe to drink."