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 Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 10:41 pm
Business venture between James "Logan" Howlett and Kal L. From what I was able to overhear, Kal L is trying to market some new kind of "super" drink and Logan has agreed to help him.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 10:47 pm
stare *Looks at both Patsy and Remy*
I think you both need to just ignore anything and everything you may have heard or seen... There are no generic bottles of Vodka. That's, uh...somethin' me an' my new friend are stock pilin' for, uh... Um... The apocolypse. sweatdrop
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 10:50 pm
Patsy Walker Business venture between James "Logan" Howlett and Kal L. From what I was able to overhear, Kal L is trying to market some new kind of "super" drink and Logan has agreed to help him.
*looks over at Logan*
Well if it's not a big deal den you won' mind de fact I accidentally knocked de stack over and broke `em?
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 10:56 pm
*Jumps up!* eek gonk You idiot! What're you thinking! You know how much we're gonna ma-- stare sweatdrop Uh... I mean... Ahem... It... uh... *Eye twitches lightly as he forces himself to sit back down calmly* ...Nothin'... important... *Slight twitch of the cheek*
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 11:13 pm
Well it was whoever's fault for stackin' de damn t'ings on egg cartons!
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 11:14 pm
Well I'm out for the night. Ta ta people!
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 11:29 pm
crying Remy... Yer impossible, bub...
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 11:44 pm
*slides Logan a tall glass of Assassins Guild special blend*
Flatterer. wink
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 11:49 pm
*Reaches out and takes it, chugging away* God, I think I'mma have enough alcohal tonight to maybe be BUZZED for once in... s**t, how many years?
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 11:53 pm
Cpl James Howlett *Reaches out and takes it, chugging away* God, I think I'mma have enough alcohal tonight to maybe be BUZZED for once in... s**t, how many years?
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 12:06 am
*Drinks the drink* Well, this with that stuff that Kor-L showed up with-- eek
...That, uh... ROCKET FUEL that I've been sippin', I might be able to start talkin' funny.
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 7:25 am
Walks in, starts going through the Bistro's mail.
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 7:57 am
Big B. Wolf
c/o The Bayou Bistro
Guild #550, Kapow!
Gaiaonline.com/
Pulls out a large manilla envelope, and sits down to open it.
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 8:06 am
Bigby lets out a long sigh....
Things just got a lot more complicated...
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 8:45 am
*Walks in through the She-Hulk-shaped door*
eek
Oh, uh... hey. I'm just here to definitely not engage in underage drinking. Nope, not at all. Heh.
sweatdrop
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