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[justrunsasaloon]

Who: Ellen or Porthos and EVERYONE
Where: Ellen: Bar, mostly
Porthos: Outside, wandering, or the library
When: The length of the event.
Rating: PG?
Summary: Catch all for my people.
The Story: OOC:

Ellen: She'll mostly be in the bar, and there will be songs playing. REO, Bon Jovi, Lynyrd Skynyrd, CCR, AC/DC... She might even have some jazz going (Ella Fitzgerald is her fave).

She'll also be shimmying around and being THE BEST BARTENDER EVER. EVAR.

Porthos: Porthos doesn't like Wonderland, but he's got good wine, some heartier drinks and will be wandering around outside, breaking into raunchy tavern songs at random times. Yep.

Comments

[justrunsasaloon]

Ellen just hopes Lucifer will keep leashes on his demons. Crowley included. He'd given them the colt, but she got the impression that it didn't work.

"I run a class about lore from home. Stop by some morning and have a sit-in. Might learn a few things."

Ellen teaches outside of class for a few now and again, for several reasons. All of them her own.

[widows_kiss]

Natasha makes note of that as she slides off her stool, giving her a pleased smile. "I'll do that. The knowledge might come in handy. I appreciate your willingness to share," she added, then glanced at the bar, because this felt strange, and then she realized why.

She gave a laugh, tucking her hands in her pockets. "What's the policy on tipping around here?"

[justrunsasaloon]

Ellen shrugs. "First drink is free. Next time, lend a hand, or toss me some info on the folks from your world." Because Ellen knows how powerful having knowledge makes her.

"Other than that, not much I need."

[widows_kiss]

Natasha pauses, then inclines her head. "I'll do that, if I can. Although compared to where you're from, my world sounds almost mundane." Almost, but not quite. They just had a different set of problems. "Lending a hand's something I can do though, if you ever need it. Just give me a call."

[justrunsasaloon]

Ellen accepts that. She understands not wanting to give everything away and the poor woman... Ellen had barely scratched the damned surface when it comes to her world. There's a lot more there.

"I'll put you on the call list, since if we get busy, something's happened."

[widows_kiss]

"Let's hope for all our sake's that things stay calm enough that I'm not needed, then," Natasha quipped, tipping her head at the woman as she headed for the door. "Thank you, Ellen. It was a pleasure to meet you."