For all that's true, for all you do

[shuttermouse]

[ A note goes up on the fridge shortly after Chie signs the chicken petition on Monday: ]



[ Come 6 pm, she has prepared some coffee and tea so people can have something to drink while watching the shenanigans that will happen, as well as hot sauce as penalty for refusing a dare. So come here and have fun, y'all. ]

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[forcegalactic]

[The note didn't say his presence in the dining room meant he had to participate, so he's here to spectate and watch whatever shenanigans ensue. Unless someone calls him out, he'll spend the whole time at a different table.

He has the alcohol-free yet alcoholic "Lascivious Wonders of Nature" with him, along with the two shot glasses he won from the vending machine. Anyone of Mars' legal drinking age is free to try it out with him.]

[oftheland]

[Giovanni is having fun with Truth or Dare because he's an Adult, but you know... man... is that alcohol? He... feels like he kind of needs some badly.]

So, did the Conductor finally give in and give us some liquor, or is that just really convincing sparkling Grepa juice?

[forcegalactic]

[Having just finished a drinking game with Susan, Mordecai learned the sad, sad truth.]

Aiiin't. [He's definitely slurring his speech.] Don't...don't taste anythin' like alcohol innit.

...Care to try some? I can clean out the...shot glasses for ya!

[oftheland]

...

Huh. Well, it sounds like there's alcohol in it. Maybe I should give it a go, just for kicks?

[forcegalactic]

Y-you take it, then. [He holds out the bottle in Giovanni's face.] Imma...........Imma go clean.

[With one hand on the table, he pushes himself out of the chair and stands there.

And stands.

...What was he doing again?]

[oftheland]

...

[he takes the Definitely Not Booze.]

...erm... Mordecai, you really ought to sit down. This is seeming a little suspicious here.

[forcegalactic]

No, no, hand it back! [He makes a weak attempt to grab it from Giovanni.] By...by the power of the Barkeeper's Union, I have all the rights to handle aaall the alcohol in this place.

Gimme that.

[oftheland]

...Didn't you say it wasn't alcohol, though? I don't think any of your union rights apply here if that's the case.

[forcegalactic]

[Oh.

Oh, that makes lot of sense. Mordecai sits down.]

But...taste it! Don't it feel like drinkin' the real thing even if it doesn't taste like it?

[oftheland]

...well, should I pour myself a glass, then, or should I leave that to you? This is an interesting legal gray area, you know.

[forcegalactic]

...... [...Right, he's The Barkeep, he should be the one pouring it. He makes a grab for one of the shot glasses and slides it in front of him.]

Here, gimme that. Let the professional pour it.

[oftheland]

All right, then. Here you go.

[He hands the bottle back over, looking a bit amused.]

[forcegalactic]

[He's been pouring rounds for decades, he can do this drunk! Without spilling a drop, Mordecai fills one of the glasses with the not-sake-but-actually-sake.]

One round, comin' right up!

[The lichen flowers decorating the inside of the glass should still emit a soft, sweet flavor that complements the liquid.]

[oftheland]

[...right, then, he'll down it, because that's what you do with shots]

...

You're right, that is strange. It's got a kick to it, but there's nothing in the flavor that would suggest that.

[forcegalactic]

I know, right?! [Said louder than it should be.]

How can I get drunk off that? It don't make any sense!

[oftheland]

Well, they could've covered the taste of the alcohol with something else very well, although you usually can still taste it in most mixed drinks.

That's... really bizarre. Can I have another one? I need to see what it's doing here.

[forcegalactic]

Sure, sure. Of course. Let me give it to you.

....

[Right, the glass. He pours him another.]

[oftheland]

[Right... and he'll take this one a little slower than a shot, kind of swishing it around...]

...no, I really can't taste any alcohol whatsoever. That's... really, I have to wonder how they did it.

[forcegalactic]

[Mordecai looks like he's about to reply, but instead he opts to rest his head on his folded arms.]

[oftheland]

...

Well, you know, it might make some really nice cocktails? There are some flavors that alcohol just kind of clashes with, so this opens a new set of possibilities.

[forcegalactic]

[...Mordecai doesn't react for a whole minute.]

Sounds like a good plan! We shooould try it out sometime!

[His voice is muffled, as he is talking into his arm.]

[oftheland]

...Yes. Some... other day, though.

[...BECAUSE NOW ISN'T LOOKING TOO GOOD.]