Bartending live

[noteablekiller]

Who: You
Where: The lobby
When: Day 87

[Codex is on camera, speaking to everyone from the lobby, it's obvious he's arranged chairs and set out glasses to facilitate some bar tending]

Did anyone receive fanmail they'd like to respond to? If so, come down to the lobby and use BARiTONES live, we'll be providing free drinks for anyone responding publicly to their mail.

Think of this as a way to encourage the sort of audience engagement you're interested in. I realize fanmail is often... invasive, but I'm sure most of you have fans you wouldn't mind hearing from again.


[You are free to assume you already got a drink from Codex and are sitting down to address mail, or to top level a comment to Codex and he'll respond!]

Comments

[tradesecret]

[ serves it with a splash, because someone has to be the responsible adult ]

[theyregooddogs]

[giving her a long hard look, what's with that extra bit]

[tradesecret]

[ it's water, because she's a little too concerned to give him just the alcohol ]

Would you prefer it neat?

[theyregooddogs]

Why are you serving it with water?

[tradesecret]

[ she doesn't explain herself, and taps the glass to convert the last of the water into bourbon. ]

Sorry about that. Better?

[theyregooddogs]

[carefully pushing it back to her]

No. Why?

[tradesecret]

[ not touching it ]

It was a judgement call based on your demeanor. While I won't tell people they can't or shouldn't drink, I won't actively try to make them feel ill. Granted, that's not my decision to make, and for that, I apologize.

[theyregooddogs]

[keeping an even sight on her]

No, you should have reservations. People can and do try to drink away their problems and eventually themselves. But I'm not one of them. I have disorders, not diseases.

[tradesecret]

[ she provides steady eye contact, and a calm, if concerned, expression ]

It sounds like you're being unreasonably harsh on yourself.

[theyregooddogs]

I have an intimate understanding of my own mind and psychology. It's not harsh.

Continue being careful who you pour for, Yvette.

[and sliding off his seat]

1/2

[tradesecret]

Eh?

[ Was that a threat or a warning? Did she say something wrong? ]

[tradesecret]

[ she recovers, reverting to her default and bowing politely ]

Thank you for your patronage!

[theyregooddogs]

[already headed out]