Closing Time (open)

[malfoy]

Isaac looked around the pub, he would have to close up in two minutes, and so far, there was only one person left in a booth. Some drunk old wizard whom was rambling on and on in one of those "back in my day" tales, although he wasn't really talking to anyone in particular. He was just getting to the part of how detention while he was at Hogwarts was getting hung by your thumbs in the dungeon for a couple of days when he snapped at Isaac to bring him another firewhiskey. "I'm sorry sir," said Isaac noting the time. "But I have to close up now, I can't supply you with anymore."

The drunk then began to continuously demand for more alcohol, while not getting up from his seat. "Sir, I am afraid that I have to ask you to leave,if you do not comply I will have to escort you out." said Isaac, now getting a bit impatient. "I'd ike to see you try boy," the old man said, pointing a gnarled finger at him. "Fine," Isaac said simply, hoisting the man out of his booth by the armpits and pushing him toward the door. The man stumbled a lot, but soon Isaac was able to get him out. Immediately, he locked the doors, then returned to the counter to do a bit of cleaning before heading back up to the castle.

Just then, there was a rapping noise at the door. Isaac was now really annoyed. Thinking that it was the drunk man again, he did not look up from wiping off the bar counter. "I'm sorry we are closed!" Isaac said loudly enough for anybody outside to hear, he then looked up, only to see...

[calcetines]

Angel, cloak drawn tightly over herself, it was cold out. She had forgotten her lanyard with her keys on it in the break room. Consequently, she was now unable to let herself into the building to fetch them. Luckily for her, Isaac had not left yet. She felt somewhat badly for him, he always had to close up shop. But then again, Angel was always the one there at seven thirty to open up... "Isaac," Angel said through the glass, knowing her friend would be able to hear her. "Could you let me in please?"

[malfoy]

Isaac immediately felt embarrassed when he saw that it was only his best friend and coworker, Angel Potter. He missed her, their shifts were rarely scheduled at the same time, and she had dropped out of school because she had gotten pregnant. Isaac wanted to help, but she refused all forms of what she called "charity," she was just so damn stubborn about it, the whole ordeal got very frustrating, especially to Isaac. He crossed the room and unlocked the door, pushing it open for Angel. "Sorry about that," said Isaac with a bit of a frown. "I had a bit of trouble with a drunk wizard."

[calcetines]

"It's all right," said Angel, leaning against the counter and pulling out her tiny coin purse. She had charmed it so it would hold nearly an infinite amount of items. She pulled out a jar of pickles, and a jar of peanut butter and seated herself at a table. Angel opened both, dipped a pickle into the peanut butter and ate it. Just one of her weird pregnancy things. It tasted good. She would get her keys in a minute.

[malfoy]

Isaac raised his eyebrows as he watched Angel take out a jar of pickles and a jar of peanut butter from her enchanted coin purse, then nearly gagged when she dipped the pickle into the peanut butter, except for the fact that vampires could not gag. It looked gross. "Um," Isaac said. "Taste any good?"

[calcetines]

Angel looked up, she was probably in one of her moods again. She dipped another pickle into the peanut butter and ate it quickly, suddenly feeling ravenous. Hyperion and.... Whatever she decided to name the other one- Liked this odd combination. Isaac seemed throughly disgusted, well, she wasn't putting up with any of that. "Well, you're not carrying two fetuses around in your uterus." Angel said, somewhat coolly.