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[captain_jtkirk]

Anyone want to get a drink?

[Private to Sulu + Shego ; separately]

Can I talk to you?

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[composited]

Shot of the neon blue weird-ass shit it is.

[ And there you go. Smug composite is smug. ]

[deadly_ned]

[In response, the Piemaker can only look helplessly between his inmate and Kirk]


Occasionally I feel as though everyone in this room but me has a script to this conversation and I'm about to get fired.

You do the bartender-bartendee repartee very well.

[captain_jtkirk]

I have a lot of practice.

[He says a half second before he just downs the shot of blue liquid in one go. It burns like hell, lots of alien stuff does, but it's just what he wants.]

[composited]

See? This was totally a good idea.

[ Alpha is pleased with himself. ]

[deadly_ned]

[reluctantly, and heavy-heartedly]

Yes, it was. You were right.

[captain_jtkirk]

One more step towards graduation, right?

[composited]

[ That gets Kirk a look. ]

Let's not talk about that sort of shit, huh? Not interested. Sex, politics, and the burden of the fate of ones soul are not good bar conversation.

[deadly_ned]

Agreed. All manner of will-he-won't-he graduate lines of conversation are now on hold.

[captain_jtkirk]

[Kirk laughs to himself, because what the hell do you talk about in a bar besides sex and politics. But okay.]

Well the weather around here sucks.

[composited]

[ Yeah, good point. ]

That it does. Women are hot, but most of them are crazy.