Hops

Hops makes it look so easy, but Emerald knows that mixology is a fine art. They’ve made “cocktails” before, in their house, but they were usually just vodka and cranberry juice. Easy, simple, delicious. But clearly not as delicious as Hops’ signature drinks, because after a good few Dracquiris the night before, Emerald declared that they would do anything - absolutely anything, even marriage or tax fraud or assistance in crime or a gift of priceless rare...

Jidao was excited.    He loved to drink copious amounts of alcohol.    He loved to learn new things   There for, he would love making and mixing cocktails with Hops.    He excitedly padded into The Rabbit Hole, a huge smile on his face as he waved at ...

"I don't want to seem rude, but are you taking this seriously?"   Smiles looks up from the bar, confused. It was supposed to mix stuff- right? So why not throw in all that's around to see what happens? It made perfect sense to it! It could make the silliest drink to grace the Rabbit Hole!    "Of course I am!!" It replies with a big smile, looking back to the shaker and glass on the bar.   However, the gluttony bun next to...

A swirl of pink booze in a glass. Arms are stretched out as the sparkling wine is splashed from one container to another. A click. Not a drop spilled. Hops gives a small clap from where she stands next to Normal. He grins down at her before he goes back to fixing the cocktail for her to taste. "You've done this before, haven't you? Hardly seems like you need lessons." Hops plucked an olive from a jar nearby, popping it into her mouth to chew on idly. Normal hummed and went to gr...

Su-Jin wasn't one for hard work, but when it came to something that interested him, he could push through it... and mixing the delicious drinks Hops so graciously offered to teach him about definitely interested him. The Rabbit Hole wasn't open yet, so there were no customers to serve, and thankfully, that meant no pressure was on Su-Jin's shoulders to get things right the first time, lest a patron get angry at him. Hops was fun enough to learn with, that much was certain. Her lively personal...

Afina was not a bun who liked to rush around.  But today she was hustling. It was hot out, the height of summer and she already had an uncomfortable amount of sweat running down her shoulder blades as she moved at an above average speed, a quick little trot, very uncharacteristic of her preferred amble.   There were just some ...