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Let me get back to you, darling.

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[oohforeshadowing]

"Well, this is...quaint," Trouble decides, taking a seat. "Was it stocked when you rediscovered it?"

[tetractys]

"YEAH, BUT THIS IS ALL MANAGEMENT'S STUFF, WE HAD IT BEFORE! TAKES A LOT OF EFFORT TO GET THIS, Y'KNOW!"

[oohforeshadowing]

"I trust you," says Trouble, who doesn't, but at least believes this kind of stocking must be a challenge. "Do I have time for a drink, while you're hosting?"

[tetractys]

"SURE, YEAH, THAT'S THE OTHER REASON I'M HERE! I'M THE BARTENDER! WE DON'T KEEP SOMEONE IN HERE ON STAFF ALL THE TIME, SO IF YOU CALL AHEAD WE CAN MAKE SURE SOMEONE'S POURING DRINKS! WHAT'LL IT BE?"

[oohforeshadowing]

"Surprise me," they decide. "Something from outside Earth, if you've got it."

[tetractys]

"SURE DO. I'VE BEEN EXPERIMENTING WITH CORDIALS FROM REDWALL ABBEY! THEY'RE ALL REALLY SWEET, BUT YOU CAN MAKE 'EM BALANCE WITH SOME OTHER INGREDIENTS..."

Bill gets out a shaker, seltzer, a bottle of something bright red, and starts mixing a cocktail.

[oohforeshadowing]

"Thank you."

They fold their hands under their chin and watch.

"So what's the reasoning behind this little speakeasy? Just to have somewhere away from wardens' prying eyes?"

[tetractys]

"I GUESS! I JUST GOT HIRED ON BECAUSE I WAS MAKING ENOUGH OF A FUSS ABOUT HAVING THE TRAINING BUT NOT BEING ABLE TO WORK IN THE LOUNGE. I'M THE ONE THAT NOTICED THERE'S NOWHERE ON THE SHIP TO GET DRUGS, THOUGH. PEOPLE WANT DRUGS!"

Ice goes in the cup, mixing mixing.

[oohforeshadowing]

"....Mmhm. And what did you do to the Lounge that you're not allowed to work in there any more?" Trouble wonders.

[tetractys]

Bill scoffs.

"I TURNED THE SHIP INSIDE OUT! WHICH I DIDN'T DO FROM THE LOUNGE, OR USING THE LOUNGE, BY THE WAY. PUNISHMENT DOESN'T FIT THE CRIME!"

Bill finishes the drink off, puts an inappropriate but mandatory little paper umbrella in it, and teleports over to hand it to DT.

"TA DAAAA."

[oohforeshadowing]

"Thank you, darling. Cheers," Trouble murmurs, and lifts the glass slightly before taking a sip.

Their eyebrows lift marginally.

"...Mm. Does this have a name?"

[tetractys]

"NOPE. YOU CAN NAME IT! I'VE MADE SOME VARIANTS, BUT 'THE BONE-BOILER' KEEPS GETTING SHOT DOWN FOR NOT BEING REPRESENTATIVE ENOUGH!"

Even if everything else about it is down to how drinks in Redwall work, this drink is not capable of boiling anyone's bones.

[oohforeshadowing]

"In that case, I suppose 'Black Brew' is no good either. Although you should have a signature cocktail, and the name is so...evocative."

[tetractys]

"NAMED AFTER ONE OF THE SHIP'S FIRST PASSENGERS! ALTHOUGH YOU'RE RIGHT, I SHOULD REALLY MAKE A SIGNATURE COCKTAIL. MAYBE WITH BLACK VODKA, THAT'S A THING! JUST HAVE TO GET AHOLD OF IT SOMEHOW..."

Bill sighs.

"WE'RE GETTING SOME SUPPLY LINES IN, WHICH IS NICE AT LEAST! PEOPLE MAKING THEIR OWN STUFF!"

[oohforeshadowing]

"Huh."

They sip their drink shallowly.

"Is that...safe?"

[tetractys]

"I'M GOING TO FIND OUT! ... I'M GONNA MAKE THE HUMANS THAT MADE IT TEST, BECAUSE WHAT'S POISONOUS TO ME IS TOTALLY DIFFERENT THAN WHAT'S POISONOUS TO MOST OF OUR CUSTOMERS! ... BUT I'M GONNA FIND OOOUT~ "

He sounds so excited to either poison someone or have a new kind of alcohol to drink, both are equally fun.

"HEY, HOW'S THE CLOTHES ROOM, BY THE WAY? YOU TWO LOOK LIKE YOU HAVE FUN UP THERE."

[oohforeshadowing]

"Oh, we do! We're between supervisors at present, so if any of the laundry machines are broken then I guess it's in the lap of the gods."

As if they're going to work out how an Earth washing machine works.

[tetractys]

"HAH! THAT'S FOR MAINTENANCE TO FIGURE OUT AND ME TO NOT CARE ABOUT. I DON'T EVEN HAVE CLOTHES, THIS IS A SKIN PARASITE!

Bill indicates his tie. It definitely just looks like a tie.

[oohforeshadowing]

Trouble peers at his tie.

"I believe you unconditionally, darling. People only ever think I'm wearing clothes because I'm making the effort to make it look like I am."

This may or may not be true.

[tetractys]

"SO YOU COULD CHANGE YOUR OUTFIT ANY TIME YOU WANTED? AW, THAT'S THE BEST! I MISS SHAPESHIFTING! ... YOU KNOW WHAT THIS PLACE OUGHTTA HAVE? A DRINK THAT CAN CHANGE WHILE YOU'RE HAVING IT."

[oohforeshadowing]

Trouble manifests a pair of long dangly earrings, just for giggles.

"You could do that with layers, I suppose?"

if they talked about this already that's... on me i cant remember

[tetractys]

"SURE, YEAH, BUT I'D RATHER DO IT THROUGH MAGIC OR WEIRD NANOMITES!"

He's just kind of spitballing, this probably won't get a lot of effort put into it.

Bill claps enthusiastically at the appearance of the earrings.

"ACTUALLY, THAT REMINDS ME! YOU'RE FROM ENTRAPTA'S WORLD, RIGHT? WE MIGHT HAVE A JOB FOR YOU, DEPENDING ON WHETHER WE CAN FIGURE OUT HOW TO PAY."

if they have then I have also forgotten!!

[oohforeshadowing]

"...I am, yes."

They take another sip.

"Though I wouldn't call us friends. What's the job?"

[tetractys]

"NAH, I THINK ENTRAPTA'S ONLY FRIENDS WITH STUFF SHE MADE HERSELF. LEMME KNOW IF YOU NEED A REFILL ON THAT!"

Bill is comfortable with Entrapta's only priority being science. He floats down to sit on the counter, shifting out of work mode and into just living here mode.

"SHE AND I ARE WORKING TO SEE HOW POSSIBLE IT IS TO MOVE INFORMATION OUT OF THE SHIP AND INTO A STABLE WORLD. PROBLEM IS, TO SET UP ON HER END SHE'S GOT TO SURVIVE BEAST ISLAND."

Whatever that is. An island that is a beast? An island that has lots of beasts? An island that's just named that and is deadly for unrelated reasons? ... Not likely on the last one, things in DT's world seem like they're just named exactly what they are.

"YOU'RE THE ONLY PERSON WE KNOW THAT COULD MAKE IT BACK THERE AND SEND HER A DRONE FULL OF WEAPONS OR SUPPLIES! IF YOU GRADUATE, ANYWAY. I GUESS I SHOULD ASK WHAT YOUR POST-BARGE PLANS ARE."

[oohforeshadowing]

"I have no idea, darling, but I can't say that Etheria is part of it. Also, Entrapta can just graduate herself and make her own arrangements to survive Beast Island, surely? She's nothing if not resourceful."