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[He manages to get onto the stool without too much trouble. Having it kicked out a bit certainly helped. It's just awkward sitting in one. How do people manage it without a back--oh, hey, it spins. He does a half turn before deciding that it's probably best if he stayed still.]

Uh... Sweet, I guess. [Guess who doesn't know his drinks? This nerd, right here. Jukebox? He glances over at it, intrigued, then back to Arkady.] "Classic" is a bit of a broad term.

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I'm sure I could find something interesting. [He doesn't go over there, yet.] I'll try something tart, I think. I'm in the mood to be a little adventurous. [It's a mood he's in frequently.]

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Right then. [She starts working behind the counter.] One frozen strawberry daiquiri and one Midori lime float.

By the by, there's also a karaoke machine.

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[It's about then that Perry finally catches up to his wayward inmate, having detoured for the pub immediately after receiving and sending a curt reply to Arkady's message.

He makes his way purposefully over to where Kozak is seated, turning him and the stool around by his good arm to face an expression that can only be described as profoundly disapproving.]

What in pluperfect hell do you think you're doing, galavanting around!?

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[He was aware of Perry's presence long before his warden reached him. Non-plussed, he keeps hold of his drink, looking up at Perry with wide and innocent eyes as he sips through the straw. He bites down on the straw's tip at 'pluperfect hell' and he tries really, really hard not. to. grin. Because once he does, then its on to giggling, and from there to chuckling.

And then that's exactly what happens anyway. He has enough sense to put down his drink before any spills happen. After a moment he seems to have calmed him down a little, enough to regain some semblance of composure.]

I'll have you know, I don't galavant--

[That's all he manages before its back to full-on laughter, now leaning forward with an arm around Perry's neck in a half hug, which helps his own balance. C'mere you, you're getting a puppy hug.]

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He doesn't gallivant. I've seen him. He's horrible at gallivanting. [Lore says loosely, before glancing at Kozak who is obviously high as a kite.

He is a little bit envious.]

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[Arkady opens her mouth in the Inmates' defense, and then closes it and just sighs, looking tired. She quietly finishes fixing up Lore's float and then pops it over to him.]

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[Kozak practically hanging off of him might have been a little stranger if it were the first time that had happened, today-- though admittedly the trip to the infirmary had borne a very different type of clinginess than the 'loopy-on-drugs' variety.]

You should be sleeping off those painkillers. [He admonishes, which is considerably more difficult to do from this position.

After a moment--and a put-upon sigh--Perry awkwardly reaches up to pat his inmate's back before extracting himself from the embrace to sit at the bar himself. To Arkady, because talking sense into Kozak would obviously go about as well as it ever does:] Something stronger than he's having, if you'd be so kind.

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[Perry is still held onto until Kozak is settled into his seat. Then back to his strawberry daiquiri, which is most definitely the best (and only) alcoholic drink he's ever tasted. Perry's concerns are waved away like he's swatting a fly. Which is typical even when he's not mixing his drugs and drink.]

Sleep is booooooring, Perry. I'd rather be hanging with-- [Snaps fingers.] Oh, intros! Perry, Lore. Lore, Perry. [Gripping the counter with one hand, he leans dangerously far back in his seat so they can see each other.] My science buddy, my gay warden, and a teleporting barkeep! If that's not a party, then I don't know what is.

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[Lore smiled quaintly at Arkady and took the drink. Then gave it a curious look as he was trying to work out what it was. And without looking directly at Kozak, held out a hand to keep him from teetering, fully aware of his position even if he wasn't looking directly at him.

Though the comment of "gay warden" earned an incredulously amused glance. At least he escaped being the science android. Speaking of which...] He'll be fine. I'm the designated walker. [He's never encountered a lovely little molecule known as "polywater", so as far as he knows he can only fake being drunk.]

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[Arkady addresses Perry first.] Right then, tart, sweet or rich? We're drinking for flavor tonight, not strength, but I can fix that. From your expression I want to recommend a chocolate martini.

We haven't all met really, so, I'm Arkady. Faith and I run the pub. I'm from Earth circa the early Twenty-First, but I'm not exactly standard human. [A faint smile.] In fact nobody's entirely sure what we are.

[She looks to Lore and points at his drink.] Four shots of Midori, two shots each lemon and lime juice, lime and orange sherbet chunks, top off with Torani and fizzy water.

[She sits back.] That reminds me, need to check something. [She quietly pulls out a manual of drug interactions and looks up Kozak's meds and dosage in them.]

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[The ease with which Kozak reveals that bit of information earns a slightly less amused glance from Perry, given what a point of contention the subject usually seems to be. Otherwise he doesn't acknowledge it, looking from Kozak to Lore and back again. He's heard about Lore's assistance with cracking an alien genetic code, of course, but there was another significant detail about his acquaintance with Kozak that strikes Perry as worth mentioning:] I thought he was your singing buddy?

[To Arkady, he'd been about half a breath away from simply asking for Scotch when she suggested a chocolate martini, and for the moment it takes to wonder what about his expression would indicate he needed such a thing, she receives only a puzzled frown in response.

...on the other hand, it has been one hell of a day.] Sure, why not. Chocolate martini it is.

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[Intros done with, he waits a moment longer before sitting properly. Leaning that far back was fun and, hey, he was protected. He taps Lore's hand to show his appreciation of the gesture. At 'designated walker' he nods as if he knew that all along, and glances at his warden with a cocky expression. See, he totally had everything completely planned from the start.

That line of thought goes completely astray when singing is brought up. He glances back at the jukebox, recalling (vaguely) the discussion of it earlier. And that it had karaoke.

And suddenly it Has To Be Done. Decisively he sets down his drink, now half-gone.]

Not yet he isn't. But that could change. Right now.

[He shrugs off his jacket, which is naturally tossed in the general direction of Perry's lap. Vague hand-wavey gestures for Lore to follow him, then off the stool he goes, stumbling only a little, and he reaches automatically for his science bro's shoulder.

Then an awkward pause, frowning in concentration.]

You know how to run one of those machines, right? That whole android...thing? Cuz I sure as fuck have no idea.

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I could figure it out. [Normally he could take it apart and put it back together again in less than a minute. But for now? He's smoothly again grabbing Kozak's good arm to keep him upright with the passing but focused attention that could only come from a mind used to doing many things.

He steps off the stool himself. Putting down his drink.] That is vile. Hold on to it, I'm coming back for more when I'm done. [Even negative experiences have their merit! And he'd asked against his preferences on purpose. He decides to go over to the Karaoke machine.]

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I'll demo it if you want. [Though she knows they're both quite clever.] I just added all of Monty Python's songs! [Because she could. Very exciting.]

[She is in the midst of making the chocolate martini when she catches Lore's zinger. She's a bit tender at the moment, so her face falls for a split second before she recovers and snickers a bit.] Who are you, Dorothy Parker's spiritual lovechild?

[Finally she spears an olive shaped chocolate on a toothpick, sets it in the glass, and pops over to give Perry his drink.] Here you go, love.

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[He accepts the glass after folding Kozak's jacket across his lap to hold on to, sparing his inmate a glance as he stumbles his way over to the karaoke machine with all of the laser-focused intent of a man on some very good drugs.

Satisfied that there's only so much additional damage even Kozak can do to himself with a karaoke machine, he turns his attention back to both the bar and his drink, raising the glass slightly in Arkady's direction in thanks.]

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[ Kozak will all too happily hang onto his bestest buddy in the whole world+barge. He can walk, for the most part, it's just nice to have the added support. And in general he likes hanging onto him. He sniffs, pauses, leans in closer, sniffs again, this time at his neck.]

...You have no scent. That is so weird. I never noticed.

[Yeah he's going to sniff again because suddenly a lack of scent is cute and amusing. Once at the machine he'll hang onto that and peruse its list. If it had one. Otherwise poke at it in fascination. He waves at Arkady.]

Demo away! That should be fun. [To Lore:] What's your poison? Er. Genre, choice of song, whatever.

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[He's not used to being sniffed, and he puts just the right balance into counterbalancing Kozak because... well, he doesn't have any dancing partners at the moment so he'll practice looking artfully drunk to counteract Kozak's tilting.]

On the contrary, now my breath smells like Midori. [Almost proudly, but otherwise, yes, he's profoundly clean.] You're the one having the hard time, Kozzy Boy. You pick and I'll ride shotgun.

[He tucks an arm around hie back to keep him upright.]

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[Arkady shrugs, and once she has a few more customers set up she pops over to do the demo. It's a fairly simple device, so most of what she does is show them the different sections of song types and do a few bars of "I've got a loverly bunch of coconuts".]

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[Midori schmidori, science buddy. He just waves that away because you're being technical which is, combined with drink? Not awesome.

But whatever moving on. He's already distracted by the song list again, still with an arm around Lore because why not? He's there. Arkady's demo is given his full studious attention. Music is serious business.]

Well, ok let's- [Blink.] Hang on, 'Kozzy Boy'? [Considers it for a second, then shrugs.] I like it. Anyway. Something easy to start with. A classic, too. And 'course you're riding shotgun--can't leave me hanging out there on my lonesome.

[He points out the song to his designated walker. The actual set-up would be left to Lore because Kozzy shouldn't be allowed to press any buttons right now. 'Smile' for everyone's sadness and possible delight.]

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[Shhh. Science is always awesome. Especially when other people aren't in their right minds. He reaches out and presses the play button obediently.

Keep in mind, however, Lore is a good singer. He's a great singer. He's broadway level good. However, this is funny, so he's going to sing with Kozak instead of what words he's being given on the screen.

This song may not have the same lyrics as depicted.]

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