C'mon down, kids

[bana-grace.livejournal.com]

It felt good.

REALLY good.

Good to be back behind the bar at Chaney's, pouring drinks and handling customers who didn't follow the rules. So far she'd had to toss two people out onto the sidewalk for fighting, and that other guy seemed to finally be waking up.

The place was bustling, and Grace wouldn't have it any other way.

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[just-donna.livejournal.com]

Chaney's isn't somewhere that Donna often frequents.

Not that she doesn't go there from time to time of course.

She makes her way to the bar and takes a seat.

"Rum and coke please," she says, signaling Grace.

[bana-grace.livejournal.com]

Grace looks over at the other woman.

"Comin' right up, sug." The man in orange and green gets a last look, and then she turns back to the bar, moving back behind it.

"Been awhile since you've been in here. Any special reason you're here?" Glass, rum, and coke. Mostly rum.

[just-donna.livejournal.com]

"Nothing too special," Donna says, taking a sip of the rum and coke in front of her, "Maybe I just wanted to visit you. How've you been Grace?"

[bana-grace.livejournal.com]

"Lil' ol' me? It really must be my lucky night, then."

She leans on the bar, propping her chin on her hands.

"I'm doin' fantastic, back in the groove here. And so far..." A look over Donna's shoulder at the costumed fellow, "everyone's behaving."

[amirrorcracked.livejournal.com]

"Och." Mirror Master has kept to a place near the door, and drinks a quick drink as he looks up to see Troia in the bar. "An' tha' about makes the set."

He stands up an makes his way over to the bar, briefly touching Troia on the arm.

*PING*

"How about a drink for the lovely lady?"

[just-donna.livejournal.com]

Donna turns at the touch on her arm.

"No thanks, " she says to the costumed man standing next her. She holds up her rum and coke, her wedding ring catching a glint of the light in the bar, "I'm all set."

[amirrorcracked.livejournal.com]

His eyes focus more on the drink than the ring. "Rum and coke, eh? Living life to the full." He winks, grins, and walks back to his table.

Looking into his palm at the pocket-sized mirror containing a small reflection fo Donna Troy, Evan McCulloch grins again. Very pretty.

He waves at the butch woman behind the bar, and makes for the door.