Sometime in the late afternoon...

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[The mirror turns on to show... a ceiling. Anyone familiar with it might recognize it as the ceiling of the bar.]

Shit... hold on... mother fucker...

[There's some fumbling and the image shakes as Eleanor tries to pick up her mirror and her drink at the same time. The mirror clatters to the bar and she laughs before finally getting the mirror properly in her hand and turned so her smiling face can be seen.]

Heeeeeeeey. [Someone is... very... drunk.] Y'know, you ever think about how hard... how hard it is to keep track of what fucking day it is 'round here? Do you? 'cause you know what I jus' fig... figuuuuu [She makes a face, somehow having difficulty sounding out the word] Figuuured out? We missed Saint Patrick's day! And and and and and I'm not Irish but any holiday that includes cope... copi... [She purses her lips, snickering at herself.] lots of booze is a something worth celebrating in my book.

[She drops the mirror, giggling as she picks it up and toasts it with her rather large margarita.]

So thas what'm doing. An' you guys should come join me!

((ooc: Come drink with Eleanor! Respond over the mirror, join her in the bar, or assume you've been there drinking with her already. No rules, wooo!!))