What's a Saturday Without a Drink?

Wander Blur felt like he had killed the mood, and was listening diligently. "Canterlot and Manehattan," he said, examining the words,"I've heard of those places, never been, would like to go someday." He turned to Delivery and gave him a friendly pat on the back. "When I first met you I'd assumed that putting a few drinks in you wouldn't turn you into a big softy!" He laughed for a moment andd stopped with a sigh. "Hm... I've never asked, but is there a legal drinking age?" He smiled awkwardly and looked at the other two. THAT wasn't a bad question to ask considering he had just told them all that he never knew where he was born and raised. They might assume he was going to drink his troubles away or something. Again considering that he had never gotten drunk in his life, he tossed that notion out the window and loosened up. "Just a question, depending on the answer of course!"

Gust smiled at Special Delivery as he mentioned visiting one of Gust's gigs, even more when Nova also offered.

"Oh yeah, they're great! You should definitely come see one sometime. 'Course, it's all on your own time, I'm not gonna force you."

Gust turned to Nova Sharp as she answered his question on her origin, and nodded, imagining DJing with a little sister or brother asking him a billion questions at every gig and getting him in trouble for being at the DJ booth.

"Yeah, I can see that, makes sense."

"Canterlot and Manehattan, I've heard of those places, never been, would like to go someday."

Gust nodded again in agreement to what Wander Blur said.

"Definitely nice places to visit. Canterlot has some of the best clubs in the world, and you could find some really nice stuff there. Great time, as long as you steer clear of nobles. Manehattan's also a nice place, s'long as you stay away from the slums..."

"Hm... I've never asked, but is there a legal drinking age? Just a question, depending on the answer of course!"

Gust laughed at this.

"Haha! That just made my day... Just take my advice and don't make a big deal of it. You order a drink without hesitating and the barkeep in question will probably just expect you to be old enough. Trust me, that's how I would get my drinks when I was younger."

Seeing as how the group was getting more into drinks, Gust decided it would be a good time to drink his Everclear. He picked up the bottle of the counter and opened it, taking a sip and savoring the flavor.

Nova Sharp nodded in agreement about the slums of Manehattan: she wouldn’t go often there, but she lived close enough to know about the sad reality of life in such part of the big City. It wasn’t all bright and sunny, so her mother would say…

“Yeah, they can be annoying, but of course I miss them from times to times. At least I do plan to visit them soon.” The zebra pony commented further about her family.

Nova softly giggled when she heard Blur talking about the legal drinking age.

“In any way, I’m not going to be the one to report you. Only real crimes bother me enough to.” She commented, not wanting to sound too much of a party pooper, but avoiding sounding too immoral for a PI as well.

"Only real crimes bother me enough to."

Wander Blur's interest suddenly tilted. "You never said what your job was..." His face wore a faked scowl and frown combo. He leaned forward at Nova Sharp and stared with newly arisen curiosity, masked by faked suspicion. Blur then laughed at his own antics and relaxed again. After sitting on a nearby stool for a moment, he was then struck with a sudden realization and a huge grin grew on his face. "You're a PI, aren't you Nova Sharp?"
Wander had seen lots of ponies, from many different trots of life, Miss Sharp just about matched the clues he had seen so far. Given they were few and far between, and it was mostly a guess, he was certain he was correct. Besides, she didn't look like any guardspony, again considering if she was a guardspony there wouldn't be much reporting as arresting being done. Wander's head began to hurt as he considered other possibilities and he decided to stick with his original suggestion.

“In any way, I’m not going to be the one to report you. Only real crimes bother me enough to.”

Wait, she's a cop? What? Gust looked at the zebra with new curiosity, and slight caution. He took a sip of his Everclear and began to ask Nova to confirm his thoughts, but Wander Blur got to that before him.

"You never said what your job was...you're a PI, aren't you Nova Sharp?"

PI? Private...Inspector? No, Investigator...Private Investigator. Or was it Personal Investigator... Gust had forgotten how potent his drink was; he could already feel the familiar fuzziness creeping up on his mind. Nevertheless, he could conclude that Nova was a detective.

"Detective, huh...? Don't see those often in Ponyville..."

He took another sip, thinking back to whether he ever HAD actually ever seen a cop or detective or the like in Ponyville.

Once again, Nova Sharp wondered if she didn’t say something she shouldn’t as she felt three pairs of eyes on her, some more scrutinizing than others. Was she seated with scoundrels with a hatred of anybody working for the Law of Celestia? Blur’s attitude and question had her squint at him with a mix of caution and defiance, waiting for any hint at his true feelings on the matter.
Seeing how he ended up laughing at this and realising his deduction only amused him, visibly Nova relaxed. She let a mischievous corner smile show on her face as a way to confirm Blur’s thoughts.

Gust and Delivery commented as well, which made her a bit embarrassed: PI was a job so unusual she felt like an attention seeker only by letting other people know about it. Though wasn’t it better if people are aware there is at least one detective in Town? That might get her some contracts after all, something she really needed, she thought.

“Yeah, well, it’s really not that of a big deal. I don’t know for the other Private Eyes –if there are any- but in my case it’s nowhere near the excitement we can see in Mystery Novels. At least not in Ponyville, as I mentioned earlier.” She shrugged.

“I hope you gentlemen don’t mind; it’s not like I am planning to spy on you and pry on you private life either… at least not unless I get a contract to do so by one of your ex-sweetheart!” She then teased, hoping the bad reputation of her job won’t bother the stallions.

((Madness (Wander Blur) hasn't responded in a bit, especially considering his responses were usually only one or two days late at most. Should we maybe skip him for a bit or something? Or just keep waiting? :/))

Wander Blur pumped his hoof in success, "I knew it!" He found himself getting a little bit too excited, seeing as he was now flapping his wings while he was sitting. After he stopped himself, Wander had remembered something that made him a tad bit nervous. "Heh, and regarding the 'ex-sweethearts', there was this one mare," he tapped his chin in thought, "but she ended up being crazy, and not the cute kind." Blur was starting to wonder if she was still following him. "I'm talking stalker crazy, took me almost a year to get away from her!" He shuddered at the thought of that insane mare somehow finding him here.

(I hath returned! Apologies for my lateness, I had a lot going on with school and the like, wasn't able to check up on this for awhile.)

((It's alright.))

Gust held his hooves up for a few seconds as Wander Blur nearly hit him with his wings, then put them down again, allowing Blur to finish.

"If I were you I wouldn't ask questions I wouldn't want the answer to." He chuckled a bit. "Might wanna stop there in case you figure out something that you might not want to."

He took another sip of his Everclear and paused a second, then turned to Nova. "PI. Das pretty cool. So you like...get paid to find out about stuff. Huh."

Thunder Gust thought about that. Seems nice, I woulda stayed in Manehattan in her case though...

Nova couldn’t help but chuckle at Blur’s excitement and misadventure. If only he knew how often she had to deal with stalker back when she was taking a few cases from the neighbourhood agency to help out the PI working there. Or maybe they were sending her on such creepy cases on purpose…
Gust’s question took her out of her thoughts.

“Well yeah, most of the time yes. Or at least that’s what I would be doing if I could, but lately I’ve been on wild goose chases after missing pets and lost keys…” she winced as she answered.

At Delivery’s turn and hearing how he now talked, Nova felt a bit annoyed at the idea she might end up being the only one sober in the place –although she was starting to feel the alcohol having an effect on her, it would never be enough to reach to overall drunkenness you could see at this time of the day in the Tavern.

“Good question, but it might just freak them out a little to always come across each other I guess…” she played on as she took a sip of her cider. “But don’t you dare test it with me!” she added, laughing.

Wander Blur had become slightly paranoid to say the least, after Gust's comment on his situation, and had then been sidetracked looking at the surroundings until Nova Sharp mentioned her lack of serious clientele. "So I suppose that's why you haven't been able to hire anypony else, eh?" Once again Blur was hit with sudden remembrance, and excitement shone in his eyes like a colt in a candy store. "If you'll excuse me for a moment..." Blur then set his satchel on the floor and jumped INSIDE its leathery depths. He then began to rummage through his supplies, looking for a special something he had gotten through a certain misadventure. "No... no, no... nope..." he continued to search as his satchel rumbled on the outside.

“Good question, but it might just freak them out a little to always come across each other I guess… But don’t you dare test it with me!”

Gust laughed with Nova for a moment, still thinking about how cool it'd be for two PI's to go against eachother. He looked towards Wander Blur as he commented on the discussion, taking another sip of his Everclear.

"So I suppose that's why you haven't been able to hire anypony else, eh?" He paused. "If you'll excuse me for a moment..."

Gust's jaw dropped a good 5 inches as Wander Blur dove into his satchel bag, completely disappearing into its depths as he started rummaging through it.

"What!? How did-? Gah, I don't get that..." Gust wasn't sober enough to get the thought through that it WAS a magical bag, so his mind simply dismissed it as impossible, making his head hurt from thinking too hard about it.

"Dude, what're you doing?"

The yellow stallion laughed, raising his front hooves apologetically at Nova Sharp. "I would not - could not - afford that, anyway." he said, then sipping the last of his colourful drink.

Special Delivery noticed the pegasus stallion suddenly jumping to the bag. He turned away from the scene, then back to it, and then away from it again, deciding he had had enough to drink for tonight, for surely the drink had turned his mind into mash.

[Sorry, short for now.]

Nova chuckled at Delivery's answer, but turned a bit more serious at Blur's question:

"Well, I doubt I can afford an employee or an associate of any kind, unless they want to do community service and do it for free. But I guess..."

She interrupted herself as she realised what the other Pegasus was doing: that crazy trick with his satchel. She looked at the two other stallions as to check if she was the only one seeing this. Delivery's cool attitude made her doubt her sanity for a moment, but Gust's disbelieve made her feel a little less left out.

"Where did you get that thing?!" she let out, eyes wide opened.

She heard about the funky magic going on around Ponyville, but she didn't really witnessed something of that extend.

Wander Blur popped his head out sporting a monocle and top hat, "I believe I told Delivery where I got this satchel," He said, tapping his chin, "One of my earliest memories was being given this satchel by a unicorn, then being told to run by said unicorn." He felt mixed emotions of thankfulness and sadness as he began to turn to a pondering pose and shook his head to recover, knocking his fancy accessories off to the side. "Wish I could meet her someday and thank her for this," he then dived back down and continued his search for a specific oddity. "No sense worrying about that right now though..." Blur was reaching around for said item when he pricked his hoof against something sharp. "Ow!" He said rubbing his hoof, and upon squinting the object which he had been searching for was revealed! Blur then exclaimed in a sing-song voice, "I found it~!"

Thunder Gust soon picked up his jaw, throwing the thoughts of the satchel away in order to get rid of his headache. Wander Blur soon popped out of the satchel again, wearing a monocle and top hat. He was looking for some fancy headwear...?

"I believe I told Delivery where I got this satchel. One of my earliest memories was being given this satchel by a unicorn, then being told to run by said unicorn."

That's pretty cool...I should find that unicorn, get me an infinite satchel thing...

"No sense worrying about that right now though...Ow!"

Thunder Gust tried to look into the satchel to see what Wander Blur was doing in there, but within an inch of the opening it faded into blackness and you couldn't see anything inside. What if I went in there...hmm... Gust took another long sip of his Everclear as Wander Blur announced the finding of the object he was looking for.

"And what exactly did you find?"

Wander Blur popped out of the satchel triumphantly, with his hooves overhead, clutching a detached dragon's tooth. "I thought YOU were the law expert here!" He said with a laugh, gently placing it in one of the normal pockets on the satchel so as not to drop it into the abyss, and to keep it visible. "As to where she got the satchel, I have no clue." Blur decided not to delve into another sob story as he eyed the shining tooth, thinking about the unknown unicorn. "Also, do you know how much this would cost?" Blur looked into the extremely polished tooth, he would answer as to how he got the tooth as opposed to the satchel, if they only asked. He then noticed how drunk and tired Special Delivery seemed to be getting, "You look pretty tired over there, friend." Blur wondered how many drinks Delivery had, nearly forgetting about the topic at hoof.

(Just a little side note, "or something?" That made me laugh a lot more than it should have!)

Thunder Gust blinked, somewhat astonished, as Wander Blur pulled out a dragon's tooth from his satchel. Woah...where did he get that...?

"Also, do you know how much this would cost?"

How much would that cost? Probably a billion bits no less...wait...do I have my math right...? Thunder Gust realized that he was now getting an awful headache. Probably too much to alcohol ...might be time to head home. Don't wanna leave these guys though... Gust shook his head slightly, trying to get the dizziness and slight pain out of his head.

"You look pretty tired over there, friend."

Yes, excuse. He looked over at Special Delivery. Did he look tired? Gust couldn't tell. Not entirely sure if he should say something, Gust propped his head on a hoof on the bar counter, awaiting for the conversation to move forward.