32nd Inning

[freakinblur]

[There's something going on outside 1451 Mitchell today! Two people, specifically Scout and Ema Skye, are sitting at a card table at what looks to be a lemonade stand. Except it's not a lemonade stand. There's a hastily-made, messy sign hanging up front reading "DELICIOUS HOMEMADE LIQ DRINKS, 5 CENTS". There's several pitchers and cups out on the table filled with questionable liquids. There's a very, very strong smell of booze coming from them. And the two manning the table are giggling like maniacs because they're drunk as skunks.

So what do you say, Mayfield? Care to find out what the hell is going on? Do you approach?]

_{[[Posting order - you > Scout > Ema. I'll be scarce tonight but I'll be definitely on top of tags tomorrow!]]}

Comments

[evers-hacker.livejournal.com]

[April takes the cup from Scout and watches the both of them with an amused grin, before taking a gulp from her own drink.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[He pours Ema a drink too. Then he hold up his own cup for a toast.]

A toast! To... uh... to booze!

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

To booze! [Holds up her own cup, nearly spilling some in the process.]

[evers-hacker.livejournal.com]

[April manages to stop mid gulp and holds up her cup as well.] To booze! [Then goes back to gulping it down.]