[MaC] Around the bar

[Tara Kunkel]

>"I'm fine!" Marjorie declared, even as she discretely shifted
>from one foot to the other.  "I've tended bar before... you're
>always on your feet.  Gin... and tonic.  There ya are, Mrs.
>Skeffington-Nottle."  Marjorie placed a glass of clear liquid
>and ice with a lime twist on the edge on the bar.
>
>"Though... if one of you gents wants to pass me around one
>of those stools over there I'd be ever so grateful..."

Braham was moving towards them before she finished the sentence. He hefted 
it easily as he gently excused his way through the party goers. "There you 
are," he announced placing it down gently beside her. "Is there anything 
else I can do for you?"