10320/Drinking Your Sorrows Away

Drinking Your Sorrows Away
Date of Scene:	05 December 2019
Location:	Luke's Bar, Central Harlem
Synopsis:	Another drinking night, and once more, Jess runs into people who have not seen through the illusion quite yet.
Cast of Characters:	Jessica Jones, Ghost Spider

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Jessica Jones has posed:
While the venue would change on any given night, the nightly routine is usually the same for Jessica Jones. A sit at the bar, at this bar or that, some nicer, some poor excuse for a dive, but it's always the same. A glass of whiskey, bourbon, or anything else she can get that's hard. If she's a known regular, she sometimes lucks into getting a whole bottle just for herself. As the case maybe at Luke's, she has two glasses. That's something. The drink of choice for tonight is Gentleman Jack.

Ghost Spider has posed:
Gwen pushes her way in.

She is in her civvies because wearing the Ghost Spider costume would be it's own bar indicdent and not the wisest course of action outside an actual hero emergency.

So no she looks pretty normal, if a bit frazzled and heads right to the bar.

"Manhattan... and a shot of bourbon."

Nothing like starting strong, she looks like she had a long night.

A glance sidelong to Jones and the two glasses. "Oh.. did I take someone's spot?"

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Drop the vermouth and it's better," Jessica snaps in a not too friendly manner at Gwen when she overhears her order. She scoffs at the question from Gwen, "did you take a look at my face? Nobody is going to share a drink with me..." while it may sounds like a case of self esteem issue, the confidance and strength with which the words were spoken suggests otherwise. "You can take the seat, but don't eye the second glass..." Jessica notes and emphasizes the point by taking a sip from the other glass.

Ghost Spider has posed:
"Sweet vermouth isn't so bad really... though I am skeptical this bar has those italian cherries I would murder someone for on a bad day..." is the response back to that snap.

Gwen does to a glance back to Jones at her "Never fear, I can buy my own drinks ray of sunshine." a smirk. "Also you're face looks great.. well if you look past the scowl and .. what one can only assume is a deep seated .. mmmm maybe a lack of faith in humanity."

When her shot is put down first she turns to snag it and then slams it down and returns the glass empty. The manhattan takes longer to make after all.

Jessica Jones has posed:
"That's just sugar..." Jessica snorts, clearly not a fan of maraschino cherries. "I've been called that before," Jessica smirks at Gwen's input, as she goes ahead and downs one of the glasses. "Humanity is shit," Jessica helps Gwen with the phrasing.

Ghost Spider has posed:
"You stranger are correct, Marashino Cherries are just sugar and frankly crap.... Luxardo Cherries are heaven in a small red package."

She eyes the process of her drink being made and snags it when done pulling it in to take a drink.

Honestly it .. almost looked like she didn't have sufficient grip around it to pull it in, all in the curve of her fingertips, but she has one now as she sips.

"Also .. a surprising amount of humanity is shit yes... but I am cautiously optimistic there are a few decent souls out there even if they test my faith on a regular basis."

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica downs her second glass even as Gwen is speaking to her, or to herself, regardless Jess isn't fully focused. She just leaves money for the bartender and gets up, "trust me, it's shit, just different degrees of shit...have a 'blessed' night," she mocks the words a religious person might choose as she heads for the exit.