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17 March 2007 @ 05:27 pm
St. Patrick's Day at O'malley's.  
Alex stopped by at the bar after confession to see if there was anything else she needed to for the evening's gathering. Charlie laughed at her, reminding her he'd managed decades of St. Patrick's Day gatherings without her help. He told her to take a seat and eat something. She told him how her lent was going and about Jimmy's message. He told her how the season was going and offered her a whiskey to toast the impending new arrival.

He came back to her after she ate to point out the large table he'd reserved for them at the back, right next to the buffet he had set up. He said Fiona would be their waitress, and could they for God's sake stay away from his bar unless someone was dying. It would be crazy busy. She laughed and nodded.

She headed out soon after and took a nice nap before taking Miri for an extra long walk. Having exhausted the dog, she showered and dressed in black jeans and a white top. To manage the requirement for green, she wore a simple necklace with a large dark green stone circle looped around a black cord that she'd bought in Chinatown. She got to the bar first and served herself some Irish Stew and ordered a Guinness.

(OOC: If you want to describe your outfit or make any other opening statement, comment here. Then hit me up for the room invite. I'll have the room open no later than 7:30 LOST.)
Sgt. John Munch: Looking Downmunchsvu on March 17th, 2007 09:39 pm (UTC)
John will be in his traditional tinted glasses, black shirt and black slacks with a little four leaf clover pin as a testament to the holiday. Buy him drinks, he just got back from Baltimore, after all.