The Three Broomsticks; Late Night

[veneficusvenato]

Jo is Bored. Adulthood is sometimes Boring. 



Fail, Adulthood, Fail. And the empty bar. 
Where she "has to stay" for the time being.






To counteract this, Jo is sitting on one end of the bar reading her mail.  Indian style. Wearing a cowboy hat only those who went to school with her would remember from their fourth year. 

Comments

[scientiaeaquam.livejournal.com]

"Bugger that, let me see it!"

Public space? What public space? There is only one thing of importance here and it is in Leah's obviously-unworthy possession.

[trickswithsticks]

"Come to my office tomorrow then," Leah objects. "i'm not leaving here until I've finished my drink and bought you one."

[scientiaeaquam.livejournal.com]

"You honestly think you can ply me with liquor after dropping a blast like that on me?" Sokka demands, incredulous. "Do you know what's rumored to be in that book? All the improvements he'd made to existing spells? All the spells of his own design! Granted, a majority of them are said to be unnecessarily nasty, but the potions alone would be fascinating!"

[trickswithsticks]

"And," she pokes him in the chest. "It is an artefact of great historical value. I found it, Mr. Potions Master. Mine."

[scientiaeaquam.livejournal.com]

"...you are a horrible person and I'm going to put Venomous Tentacula Juice in your dinner goblet."

[trickswithsticks]

"I'm smarter than you and I'm going to switch the goblets when you're not looking."

[scientiaeaquam.livejournal.com]

"But I'll be expecting that and will have put it in my goblet first."

[trickswithsticks]

"I'll know if you do that," Leah points out. "I have magic eyes."