A bar in Baltimore- Saturday night

[notconflicted]

Sia hadn't cared much about her birthday in the past, and she wasn't sure she cared now. But, she really shouldn't have gotten to this birthday, and it was a milestone which meant nothing at home, and it was just days before graduation in Fandom. Once she'd managed to swing a couple days when no one would be looking for her that hard, she more or less had to come back, right?

A few people had been invited. Nothing big, and anyone was welcome to come and go as they pleased, though she had managed to find a bar that wasn't completely insane tonight.

And as she came back from opening a tab, Sia asked, "Why would they beg us not to order margaritas?"


[For a few, but open if your character's at the bar!]

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[notconflicted]

"I'd actually expect that of you," Sia admitted. "You're of course welcome to order what you want, but I'm not responsible if you make him cry."

[craftyladyparts]

"I would tip better if i made him cry," Jessica suggested. "I'm a troll, not a monster."

[notconflicted]

"True," Sia allowed. "Then if you would like to be the margarita drinker of the group, the position is open."

[craftyladyparts]

"I think that's what my life has led me to," Jessica decided. "Barkeep! Here's a tissue to cry into because I need a margarita. It will be the first of many."

It wouldn't be. She was going to nurse it like they were in an emergency room. But she was trolling.

[notconflicted]

"And how many will you actually drink?" Sia said, because she knew better and assumed if there were more, someone else was going to have to drink them.

Not her. She was only a margarita person when gremlin bit.

[craftyladyparts]

"Who can say?" Jessica asked. "We live in a mysterious world full of wonder."

[notconflicted]

"That's about what I thought," Sia nodded with a tiny smile. "Thank you for coming along to this."

[craftyladyparts]

"It's a special birthday and I haven't been on an Earth forever. It's a double-whammy of reasons I couldn't stay away."

[notconflicted]

"I have been back here more than you lately," Sia realized. "Is it different, being back?"

[craftyladyparts]

"Kind of, but not really. It's been long enough that I've been in something close to my home Earth that it's barely different from visiting a new planet in your galaxy," Jessica explained as the margarita showed up.

[notconflicted]

"And your Earth was very different than this one," Sia acknowledged.

Or at least it was once they started like, losing New Jersey.

"Much fewer aliens here, though."

[craftyladyparts]

"As far as you know. Maybe they're really good at hiding," Jessica offered.

[notconflicted]

"Fewer obvious aliens?" Sia tried.

[craftyladyparts]

"I can live with that," Jessica said. "How do you feel about having this weird Earth place to keep coming back to? Has that changed since you became Empress of everywhere else you visit?"

[notconflicted]

Sia had to think about that for a moment, and finally said, "I appreciate having somewhere where no one cares who I am. It's different than it was when I began coming back, but it's probably helpful to have somewhere that's- if not normal- then a different kind of insanity than I deal with every day."

[craftyladyparts]

"I'll toast to that," Jessica said, raising her drink.

[notconflicted]

Sia also raised her glass. "Of course, I also mostly try to avoid extended family due to spoilers. That part is still ridiculous."