Who: Anakin Skywalker and Loki Laufeyson. What: A random meeting. Where: Lou's. When: Wednesday, January 19, evening. Warnings: I want you to look at the WHO in this log and tell me. Status: Closed.
Anakin was bored, which was definitely not a good thing for anyone. It was not a good thing for Madison Valley or anyone who happened to live in the town. So he headed to Lou's, in an attempt to get his mind off things and have a few strong alcoholic drinks. ...those would help, right? Sure they would.
He settled down at the bar, near a dark-haired man. He nodded at the man, and ordered a whiskey. On the rocks. Because that was one of the few drinks he'd learned about in town, and he desperately wanted something.
He tapped the fingers of his gloved hand on the bartop, idly waiting for his drink to arrive. And once it did, there was a slight wave of his hand, followed by "I don't need to pay for that." The bartender nodded, "You don't need to pay for that."