"One white wine comin' up!" Edain cries enthusiastically, glad to have something to do on a messageboard for once, and with the aid of the sudden appearence of a fridge whips up a nice glass of chilled chardy.
"There you go Dawn, I hope that is to your taste." He beamed goodnaturedly as he handed the glass to her.
"Guinness? Of course! Gotta drink the black stuff."
Edain pumped out a fine glass of it, let it settled then placed it on the table. "There you go ladies, please enjoy your drinks."
Then he disappeared to get some mixers, polish some glasses and do general landlordly thangs as seen in British soap operas...
(OOC: Yummy I'll soon get that 500+ posts at this rate. )