Willy's Bar Take One
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Finding Marcie was a bit tricky. She was camping out in the school over the summer. You knew Willow was doing her best to help her out. You just hoped the occasional snacks you shared and dropping by to hang out helped too. You knocked on the wall in the area she was nesting in. Sunnydale High had way too many hidden nooks and crannies for a normal school. "Hey, you here Marsh?"
"Hey Xander." You felt Marcie cross over and brush against your side.
"I was going to go down to Willy's Bar. It's a supernatural hot spot, demons and vampires like to get drunk there. I thought we could check it out, and see if we can get some gossip from them. You know, it'd be useful for Buffy to have ears on the ground on that side of things," you explained awkwardly. "I know we can't really drink, but vampires and demons. I don't think they're gonna care, you know?"
Marcie brushed against your hand. "You think they'll have good gossip?"
"It's worth trying! I certainly don't have the Slayer strength or book brains for other stuff," you joked.
"Alright, let's go."
You entered the bar and looked around. Thankfully with your research you could identify a couple demons you were fairly sure wouldn't instantly kill you. The mischief demon, for example. They were more known for creating nuisances and situations where possible accidents could happen than outright killing. You headed over and took a seat.
"What's a boy like you doing here?" A vampire leered.
"Can't a guy like myself have a healthy interest in demons?" you quipped.
The demons and vampires laughed. "Here." The vampire ordered a drink of something you'd never heard of before. You gulped. Okay, time to go big or go home.
[ ]Coolly turn down the drink, insist you pay your own way
[ ]Down it, Marcie is there if it goes badly
[ ]Be polite turning it down
[ ]Write-in
"Hey Xander." You felt Marcie cross over and brush against your side.
"I was going to go down to Willy's Bar. It's a supernatural hot spot, demons and vampires like to get drunk there. I thought we could check it out, and see if we can get some gossip from them. You know, it'd be useful for Buffy to have ears on the ground on that side of things," you explained awkwardly. "I know we can't really drink, but vampires and demons. I don't think they're gonna care, you know?"
Marcie brushed against your hand. "You think they'll have good gossip?"
"It's worth trying! I certainly don't have the Slayer strength or book brains for other stuff," you joked.
"Alright, let's go."
You entered the bar and looked around. Thankfully with your research you could identify a couple demons you were fairly sure wouldn't instantly kill you. The mischief demon, for example. They were more known for creating nuisances and situations where possible accidents could happen than outright killing. You headed over and took a seat.
"What's a boy like you doing here?" A vampire leered.
"Can't a guy like myself have a healthy interest in demons?" you quipped.
The demons and vampires laughed. "Here." The vampire ordered a drink of something you'd never heard of before. You gulped. Okay, time to go big or go home.
[ ]Coolly turn down the drink, insist you pay your own way
[ ]Down it, Marcie is there if it goes badly
[ ]Be polite turning it down
[ ]Write-in