Disclaimers: Joss owns them, not me. I make no claims to B/F.
Ratings: Lots of swearing. If it's good enough for me, then it's good enough for Faith.
Crossover: Purple Girl, from Star's YGM, is now working behind the bar in Vegas.
Dedications: To Sway, Star, Sarah Meyers and M. Growly babes extreme
Date Stamp: Written by Miss K, aka Kitty 25.11.01
 
 
Faith's POV
 
SDV XXVIII -Slayer Cocktail:Take Three Parts Alcohol, One Part Lust, Two Slayers, Stir and Enjoy
 
I spot a booth as soon as we get in the place, it's not that busy in here and they haven't got any cheesy lounge singers.
Just how I like it.
 
'Hey, B, there's a booth over there, stake our claim and I'll bring you a drink over.'
 
She runs over and dives in the booth; shit she's a spaz sometimes.
 
I get to the bar and I don't even have to look at the neon's to know what I want.
I dig around in my pockets and pull some creased bills out.
 
'Can I help you?'
I look up and see this massive smile, attached to someone with seriously fuckin' purple hair.
I glance at her name badge.
Always be nice to bar staff, that way, if you get drunk later on they don't try and steal your change.
 
'Hey, Taz, can I get 2 Green Demons?'
 
She just looks at me.
Did I say it outloud?
 
'Green Demons? Um, I'm kinda new here, what's in 'em?'
She says the last part in a whisper, she probably blagged to get the job.
Fuck it, what do I care.
 
'Ok, 2 shots of vodka, 2 shots of Absinthe, 4 drops of orange bitters, no more or it tastes like shit. Um, fill up a bit with lime juice. Shake it up, put one in a fancy glass with an umbrella and cherry in it and I'll have mine in a tall, with a lot of ice.'
 
I watch her as she makes them up, only stopping her once, to get some more lime in B's.
I tip her a couple of bucks, just so when it gets busy she remembers me and I don't have to wait at the bar to get served.
 
I take the drinks back to the booth.
 
'What is it?'
 
'It's a cocktail, B, kind of why we came in here.'
 
'I mean what is it? Sex on the Beach? A Manhattan? Um... ok, so I don't know anymore.'
 
'It's a Green Demon, thought with us being Slayers 'n' all we should get down with some un-dead cocktail action.'
 
She takes a sip, through the little straw I got them to put in it for her.
I laugh as she coughs and her eyes nearly pop outta her head.
 
'Jeez, Faith! How much alcohol is in it?'
 
'Shit B, I forgot, you being a pansy-ass and all. I'll have it, I'll just get you a wine cooler.'
 
I get up to go back to the bar, knowing damn well she'll take the bait.
 
'Hey! I never said to change it! Just... you know, I just needed to know for the calorific values. Girls gotta watch her figure!'
 
I bust up laughing!
She kills me with the crap that comes out of her mouth sometimes!
Fuck; calorie values?
 
'Vodka and Absinthe. By the time you finish it you're gonna be under the table, but that's why I'm here, to carry you back to the hotel room!'
 
Come on B, bait time again.
Love doing it to her, and this time I swear I hear the steam coming out of her ears!
 
'I'm not a pansy-ass who can't hold her booze, Faith! I've drunk... well, plenty in my time!'
 
Yeah right, like I believe that.
2 Liquor chocolates pass her lips and she's up on a table, dancing to Bette Middler.
 
'Ok then B, down in one. Come on, lets see that Slayer body get soaked in booze. Bit like a live trifle, all sweet, mushy and boozy!'
 
Home run, people!
Standing ovation?
Yeah sure.
Can I get this one weighed because I just dragged it in hook, line and sinker.
 
She gives me this look of death, it just makes me snigger, then takes the straw out of her drink and throws it at me.
Hey, she's gonna do it?!
Shit, I don't think she's heard of Absinthe, or she sure as hell wouldn't be downing a double.
Lucky she's got good ol' Faith here to keep her safe.
She takes a deep breath, blows me a kiss and downs the whole motherfuckin thing in one go.
SHIT!
 
'Buffster! You're gonna be loaded when that all hits your system in 5 minutes! Shit, girlfriend.'
I start to clap her, she deserves it, fuck, she's gonna regret that later on.
 
'Come on then, Faith. Or are you too chicken to keep up with me?'
I swear I see tears in her eyes.
That Absinthe's probably burning a hole in her stomach right about now.
Oh well, if you can't beat 'em then fuckin' join 'em!
I lift the glass to my lips and chug it all down.
 
FUCKIN' HELL!
 
'Woooo! Now that's refreshment, B! Not some fluffy 'Sex on the Beach'.'
 
I look over to her and grin, she's already a bit flushed.
It'll be good for us to cut loose and kick back a bit, especially after last night.
 
'I'm gonna get us some more drinks, B. I'll stick with vody so we don't get hangovers from SunnyHell, tomorrow. I'm gonna bring us some cokes as well, 'cause once I come back I ain't gonna be getting back up unless it's for the john or to go. 'K?'
 
She smiles at me and nods; yeah, she's well on her way to being loaded!
 
Go Team Slayers!
Now we're on my turf and I intend to have some major league fun tonight.