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[goldenglasses]

[Vash is feeling a bit down. One friend got hurt and a couple others were mallynapped and he wasn’t able to do anything about either. Not to mention apparently there are quite a number of crazy people running around that he doesn’t have a clue what to do about. So what is a man from a world of cowboys to do? Go to the bar of course. Vash can be found at the bar with a glass of whiskey; he doesn’t look particularly pleased but is always open for conversation.]

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[goldenglasses]

Is that suppose to be a complement or insult?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Ask me again when I'm not tispy. [and yes, he did just say it like that]

[goldenglasses]

Soooooo... you're drunk?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Of course not! It's a light buzz, that's all.

[goldenglasses]

Just making sure you're not admitting defeat subconsciously. [Siiiiiiiiip.]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Sorry. I can't afford to lose tonight.

[goldenglasses]

Oh? Why not?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Need to take care of my crew. [comes out mumbled. Sanji probably didn't mean to admit it outloud]

[goldenglasses]

[Sighs. Watch out here comes his logic again.] Wouldn't you do better at that... sober?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

That's why M'not getting drunk. [ignore that he wanted to get drunk in the first place]

[goldenglasses]

Hm. [Not believing you. Takes another sip of his drink.]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[polishes off the last of his, what, fifteen shot or so? He's starting to look progressively more down, which is partly the alcohol's fault. And gives you a look, Vash]

Don't believe me?

[goldenglasses]

No! I believe you!! Ahahaha! [Sip]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Am I supposed to believe you with that laugh?

[goldenglasses]

Yup!!! [And now you get some drunk laughter. And where did he get that tie that's around his head now? He sure as hell doesn't know.]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Sanji doesn't know where he got that either. In fact, he's gonna yank on it to make sure his mind isn't screwing with him]

Huh. It's real.

[goldenglasses]

Would YOU like to wear it!?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

I'll pass. The damn thing looks better on you anyway.

[goldenglasses]

[Laughing] Why thank you twinkle toes! [Drinks!]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Sanji senses the need for a cigarette. He's gonna pull one out right now after finishing his latest shot. Oh, and Vash might wanna notice Sanji is wavering a little in his seat]

Yeah, don't menti-- [wait hold up; he should be questioning this]

Vash, where did you get that?

[goldenglasses]

What? [Yup. He's forgotten what they were talking about.]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[YANKS on that tie]

[goldenglasses]

OW! Hey that hurts!

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[your pain amuses him, Vash]

Then pay attention.

[goldenglasses]

[Whines] But I was paying attention!