2nd Floor Common Room [Wednesday Evening]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Okay, so hot weather + cold beverages = OTP.

Which is why Bridge had spent the morning before his workshop working on a slushy machine. Which he'd now dragged out to the common room in order to find people who would be willing to test it out.

He's also got his laptop perched on a table, for... no reason at all. Really. It's not like he's expecting to hear from someone about something.

[ooc: mod any slushy flavour you'd like! unless it's gross, like spinach or something.]

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[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Bridge! What's the thingy?" She pointed at the slushi machine. "Shrimp?" Asked Faithful sleepily.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Slushy machine," Bridge explains. "Makes cold drinks, flavoured like fruit usually. I don't *think* they have shrimp flavour, but maybe if you tried pressing the button, instead of a human..." Bridge directs that last comment to Faithful.

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Alanna blinked. "Well, it's worth a try. Did you make this?" She plucked up Faithful and had him press the button. "Yum! Shrimp!" And we have one very happy cat and a very disturbed human. "I won't get shrimp flavor, right?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I did," Bridge confirms. "And no, it only makes flavours that'll taste good. I'm guessing a cat's definition of a good slushy flavour is different from a human's."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Wow." Alanna hit a button and took a sip. "Oooh, strawberries."