Posted by Lieutenant Navale Huzzen (Engineer) in Florence’s- Just Another Evening (Open to All)

Posted by Commander Dr. Royal Sinclair (Executive Officer) in Florence’s- Just Another Evening (Open to All)

Posted by Chief Petty Officer Sam Nazarian (Host of Florence’s) in Florence’s- Just Another Evening (Open to All)
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OOC: We have a bartender! And the name of the Lounge was one that Calé and I pitched (partly as a joke), but folks seemed to like, so we’re going with it. :D
IC:
The dinner rush after shift change has dwindled and Florence’s was busy but not overly so. Sam wiped down the bar top and surveyed the small groups and individuals gathered. It was such an interesting ship to be on and he was glad he had asked to serve here. Retired from Starfleet though he was, he liked to think he was still serving in his own special way. After all, everyone needed to decompress and spaces like this were where the community of a starship revealed itself.

~Sam, Barkeep

A large gentleman with short cut blonde hair sat down and smiled. “Sam. How are you?” the XO asked. He came in somewhat regularly, and had a bottle behind the bar. “All the kids behaving this evening?” he asked jokingly.

Sinclair

“So far, Commander, so far,” Nazarian said, reaching down, pulling out a bottle that he didn’t even look at and poured a measure into a high ball. He slid it across to Sinclair. “Though I will say that so far, medical ship crews are both far better behaved than most except when they are far worse. You all need to let off steam a little more often. Just my recommendation, Sir.” Though he was empathic, his skills were pretty subtle and not so much over reading of emotions as reading the tenor of a person or space. However, if emotions were really strong, he’d feel them as clearly as others.

~Sam, Barkeep

Sinclair nodded as he picked up the glass. “Oh, you will get no argument from me, Sam. I’ve been wracking my brain for an idea that would encourage that. The problem we have is that one can o ly spend so much time on a ship… holodecks or not. I’m working on a rotation to send people off rhe ship more, but it’s hard. We are always busy.”

Sinclair, XO

“No doubt. Which is the reason I’m assuming I haven’t seen that captain of ours here since her promotion. I know she’s got a lot going on, but when you see her next, tell her she’s missed down here. I’ve got an interesting liqueur from Sestas Seven that I’ve been saving for her to sample.” It wasn’t that he hadn’t heard what everyone else was- he had- but Sam knew the captain was a social woman and her increased absence from social spaces was noticed.

Navale went to her quarters to change before heading for Florence’s. Her uniform had been covered in dirt and smudged. She entered the lounge and moved straight to the bar. She had a smudge along her temple she had missed, and the back of one hand had a light pink spot from a newly healed burn. “Hi Sam. May I have something fruity and brightly colored?” Navale slid onto a stool as she made her request.

Huzzen, eng

Sam snapped his fingers and pointed at Huzzen. “I know just the thing,” he said as turned to gather ingredients. He filled a highball glass with ice, over which he poured tequila and orange juice. He gave that a stir. then Sam took a bright red syrup and poured it around the inside of the glass where it sank to the bottom. topping it with an orange slice and a cherry, he slid the drink Navale with a grin. “Tequila sunrise. Can’t go wrong. Though the layers only last if you don’t stir, but the flavour is better after you do. Your pick.”

~Sam, Barkeep