Scott Lang | Ant Man (callhimant_hony) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2020-10-01 19:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !log, dean winchester (agentplant), ~2020 october, ~~scott lang (hi_im_scott) |
Who: Dean Winchester and Scott Lang
What: Co-workers co-working.
Where: Off-Broadway Taproom
When: Thursday, October 1.
Warnings: Likely low.
Status: Closed
It was a rather slow night at work. Scott hated the slow days the most, the time seemed to drag by on those days. He was currently leaning against the bar, keeping an eye on the few customers who happened to be in the establishment. He was hoping to make something in terms of tips tonight, though that was seeming less and less likely as time went on.
"Dean, I'm hungry," he said, as he stepped into the kitchen where the man tended to stay. Seeing as he was a cook there. "Do we have anything easy I can eat?" He was all for making it himself, but he wasn't the best cook. He needed something easy, that even he could handle. He was brilliant, but cooking was beyond him for the most part.