It's a regular night at the Pool-o-Vision bar. Business is a tad slow for a Friday night, but that's not uncommon when Man-Thing is working the bar. Finding bits of moss in your drink tended to put people off from drinking. Most people anyway.
"I just, I just don't see what Jocasta sees in that Ultron guy." Machine Man slurred, knocking back another drink. His fifth, or twelfth, Man-Thing is not counting. He also offered no reply as he repeatedly wiped the same spot over, and over, his bulging eyes star at nothing. The ultimate sympathetic ear.
"Hey Manny." Jennifer Kale says as she slipped around his hulking form, and tied an apron around her waist.
"Hey, Manny, weren't you on Sesame St? You do look sorta like a muppet." Machine Man asked, trying to remember how not to fall off a bar stool.
"Ooookay...Mr Stack I think you have had enough. Do you need a ride?" Jennifer asked.
"Why? Are you hitting on me?" Machine Man replied.
"I'm calling you a ride. Oh, and Manny? In the future get Ghost Riders keys upfront."
Man-Thing gave no indication whether he understood, or not.
"Aye, Barmaid, another round for me and my friend, Asgards paying." Thor called out.
"Nay" Hercules replied. "An Olympian always pays for his own drinks. Except my father." They share a laugh, and bang there mugs together.
"One moment gentlemen. Howard, are you here?" She called out.
"Hang on a sec." Howard muttered, sinking the eight ball for another win.
"How do you win so much? You can barely see over the table." Ben Grimm grumbled.
"It's my super power." Howard replied sarcastically.
"I've got next game." Satanna Hellstrom slapped some money on the table.
"Sorry sweet knees, my real job is calling." He lighted a fresh cigar. He had hustled enough pool for the night, and it was time for an exit.
"Howard!!" Jennifer yelled again, annoyance creeping into her voice.
"I'm here Toots. Don't get your bikini in a bunch."
"Don't call me Toots" She growled. "Machine Man needs a ride home. And take Ghost Rider too. He's in the parking lot, sitting on his bike making motor sounds."
As Jason Todd stepped into the bar, he is assaulted by the smells of smoke, booze and wet dirt. He is also treated to the sight of an anthropomorphic duck half dragging a robot away from the bar. "Jeeze you're heavy." the duck groaned. "Can't you go-go gadget skates, or something? Then i could push you out the door."
The place does not fall silent at his arrival. That only happens in the movies. Still, he can feel eyes watching him as he approaches the bar.
"Hey, who do I need to kill to get a drink around here?" He asked, rapping his knuckles on the bar. He casts a sideways glance at the hulking monstrosity wiping out shot glasses, then shrugged to himself. He had seen weirder things.
"You lost stranger?" Jennifer asked as she slipped behind the bar with a tray of beer mugs.
"Harley Quinn is bartending at my usual spot, and I don't feel like getting whiskey shot at me from a seltzer bottle." He replied.
"Yeah, I can see where that would be annoying." She sighed, already tired. "So what you drinking?"
The front door explodes inward with a crash before he can answer, and the Hulk stomped in, "HULK DEMANDS DRINK!! HULK IS THIRSTIEST ONE THERE IS!!"
"This is the last time I trade shifts with Mary Jane" Jennifer Kale groaned.