>Az looks back at Stan and Scrapper and chuckles for a moment "well I
didn't just bring alcohol, what kind of bartender would forget a
couple of bottles of coke and such, and if you don't drink alcohol
thats fine help yourself to the sode...infact grab a bottle for
yourself since I had intended on useing some of the soda as
ingredients in mixed drinks" Az says gesturing behind him to the now
empty back pack.
The lion shrugs his shoulders. "Wouldn't know. I tend to stay away
from bars." He then smiles. "Okay, I will, once the coast is clear."
>On the table was an array of alcohols from rums to vodkas, several
bottles of wine, acouple of shnapps and several types of soda. there
were also a couple of stacks of plastic cups next to the bottles. Az
walks over to the table and makes himself a long island iced tea then
sets up cups for soda nd fills them.
"Now yall grab a soda and hang onto the cup and I'm not fillin them
each time" Az looks over at Scrapper "What will ya have?"
Stan walks over and takes one of the soda-filled cups. "Don't worry,
I'm something of a slow drinker." He smiles, then heads for the food
table. Once there, he looks at the food. "Okay, which shall I grab
first?" He then remembers. *Darn it, I'm still wearing my jacket.*
The feline then says, "Uhm, Ari, do you know where I can put my
jacket? I don't want it to get messy."
"Sure, You can place it in the front room. I think I'd said that to
you earlier."
"Guess you did," says Stan, as he put the cup down. After removing
his jacket, he says, "Be right back folks." The lion then heads to
the steps and quickly walks up them, two steps at a time. He then
heads for the front room. Once in the room, he places his jacket
neatly upon the bed. He then turns and starts to head back to the
stairs.
Stanley
Received on Fri Apr 19 2002 - 08:14:09 CDT