Tonight was not like any other night at Caritas, for Robin. Tonight, she had imported moddable New York City strippers. Tonight, she had set aside several bottles of the bar's finest scotch. Tonight, she was suited up . Tino was watching the actual bar, while Robin was busy in the private room with Barney's bachelor party. And Sunshine, who she was finally getting to meet. [there will be additional...

Penelope settled behind the bar, Tino already having fixed her her regular beer, and sipped quietly. She wasn't much in the mood for conversation. But like any good bartender, she'd listen. [OOC: Up...headed out to get more medicine. Please mod Tino for speedy service. I have the plaaaaague and feel like crap, so will ultimately be terribly slow. But if you don't mind, then sp is total love.]

Marshall was still thinking about those chocolate chip pancakes from Sunday. Yes, still. Somehow when he made them it just wasn't the same.

Gone were last weeks pimp hats it was now officially the week of Halloween and the bar was now decorated in fashion with pumpkins, orange lights, black bats and streamers. It made everything very festive and kept the zombie quiet. Maybe Arashi could try out some of the cocktails he had been thinking up.

Well, it had been a weekend. A visit from an old friend, a future that had a good opportunity for death, and... "What's with the mustache, Tino?" Jolee asked. It was explained that this wasn't Tino, but Miguel, Tino's mustachioed brother. Jolee moved a finger and the mustache came off. "It was coming off on one side anyway," Jolee said. [OOC: I'm around tonight.]

After making sure that Mutt was settled with Indy and his father, Marion headed down to Caritas for her shift. She was in a good mood, knowing that her son was hanging out with his father and grandfather for the first time. She just hoped they didn't get into trouble. After making sure that the zombies were all taped up (and boy, was that disgusting) Marion unlocked the doors to the bar. [Up early...

Jolee and Tino were stocking plenty of clean glasses behind the bar. This weekend meant family. Family meant drinking. It was a fact of life. It's part of the reason why Jolee never bothered with a family...be in the lounge if you need me for anything." [OOC: I'm totally cheating and making this a mod Tino night. As stated above, Jolee will be in the lounge if anyone wants to talk to him specifically.]

Given that this morning she'd woken up still smelling like rum (poor Benton), Robin was steering clear of anything of that nature tonight. Instead, she busied herself with texting Katie to prepare her for the weekend. It wasn't going...ideally.

...out with Tully Mars. She was somewhat winded, somewhat exhausted, but of the good kind. Her scarf, however, was in place as she settled behind the bar. She accepted her usual beer from Tino, muttered a thanks, and got ready for the evening. The band was rapping. She had no idea what they were saying but she caught the words 'In the closet' and they just didn't make sense. Caritas is open!  

Marshall was sticking tape to his face so it'd pull up his nose and he'd look like a pig-face. He was now insisting Tino call him Mr. Oinkbaum for the rest of the night. Marshall was an odd, odd man.