Post by Melody Arachne on Mar 2, 2007 20:02:54 GMT -5
Mel leans over the bar, makes a 'gimmie' motion to the tender. "C'mon, Mac, you know I'm good for it ..."
Reluctantly the bartender shuffles under the counter, coming up with a dusty bottle. The label is decorated with a small messican boy on a burro, waving cheerily. Mel takes it with a grimace, lifting it up to peer at the worm floating in the dross at the bottom.
"Not sure this is tequila, man ... does tequila have a worm in the bottom? Close enough?"
She taps the bar next to Specialist. "Man, don't give in so easy. You gotta haggle! Otherwise he'll be putting on airs, raising prices, and I'll have to shoot him in the leg again."
Mel tosses the nearly flat pack of smokes down the bar to Leon. "Here, man, give the girls a treat."
Reluctantly the bartender shuffles under the counter, coming up with a dusty bottle. The label is decorated with a small messican boy on a burro, waving cheerily. Mel takes it with a grimace, lifting it up to peer at the worm floating in the dross at the bottom.
"Not sure this is tequila, man ... does tequila have a worm in the bottom? Close enough?"
She taps the bar next to Specialist. "Man, don't give in so easy. You gotta haggle! Otherwise he'll be putting on airs, raising prices, and I'll have to shoot him in the leg again."
Mel tosses the nearly flat pack of smokes down the bar to Leon. "Here, man, give the girls a treat."
