Toast: To Colleen

[mdlbear]

"Just an empty glass, Mike," the Mandelbear says as he puts a dollar bill on the bar. "I brought my own bottle. This is the last of the case of The Glenlivet that Colleen's uncle and oldest cousin gave us for our twenty-fifth anniversary. This is our 48th."

He peers at the bottle, then pours what little is left in it into the glass. "Damned if I know what I'll use next year," he says, as he puts the bottle down on the bar and walks up to the chalk line.

"To Colleen!" he says, maybe a little too loudly, then drains the glass and flings it into the fireplace, where it shatters with a satisfying *CRASH*.

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[kellan_the_tabby]

The Mando in the corner clips his helmet to his belt and walks to the bar, quietly asking for a glass of tihaar. He strolls to the firing line, savoring his drink as he goes; the glass only holds a sip or two by the time he gets there. "Ni su'cuyi, gar kyr'adyc, ni partayli, gar darasuum. Colleen." He mutters under his breath for a moment, perhaps more names; then he drains the glass and throws it, hard. CRASH