Post by King Atlas on Apr 27, 2016 7:56:32 GMT
Well, he'd come up with something. Bartending would be a nice project that'd let him blow off some steam instead of bottling it all up that would result in hilarious and outrageous outbursts of sheer destruction. The only problem was that the moment he declared that he wished to take up this noble endeavor for entirely noble reasons, Grainne had decided that such was the moment that she should become a bartender as well! Really, he was figuring that she was doing it for no other reason than to spite him. Just doing it solely for the purpose of pissing him off. Although thinking on it, there might have been another reason.Namely her getting off on his chaos. That girl had issues.
So he'd issued a callenge. Simply put, there were two, undisputed master chefs in Chaldea. If he wanted to take the position of bartender, he had to get them against Grainne. The idea that one of them was her boyfriend crossed his mind, but he considered it an opportunity! If the boyfriend was saying that his work was better than hers, then it was pretty clear who the victor was. They would bring their ingredients, make a drink for the judges, and let them decide. Atlas had, when sending the challenge, specified two rules.
1) Bring ingredients for only one drink of your choice.
2) NO MAGIC
Of course, he was confident in his ability. He had brought his ingredients and tools with him. For his tools, he had a decanter, a glass, a small stainless steel cup, an ice bucket, tongs, a mixing spoon, a small knife, a teapot, two strainers, a smoke infuser, a matchbox, a hand blade, and a container filled with some kind of gunk. For his ingredients, he had some aged rum, some vermouth, maraschino, rum bitters, woodchips, and several bags of large leaves.
Now he waited in the kitchen, in his bartender outfit, hands behind his back, and confident.
tags: Gráinne , Gareth , emiya
notes: grainne goin' down