OPEN | Network or Action | I was a tourist with no story lost in this purgatory

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I know I haven't really hopped on here since I got here a couple of days ago but...hi, I'm Cam. I'm going to go get a drink and this is my open invitation for someone or someones to join me, because drinking alone is really, really sad and I really don't wanna be that guy. Don't make me be that guy, okay?

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Admittedly, Cam can't really complain about the digs here. It's actually a really nice apartment. It's like someone took the loft he and Sophie were sharing in Manhattan and upgraded it into something more spacious and less roach-infested. He likes that part of this whole deal. The part he's not so into is that she's not here, as far as he can tell, and he's lost his door. He looks for it for a couple of hours every day, but the promise that time sort of stops on the "other side" makes him feel less guilty for not really going all out while he's looking. He's not keen on the idea of leaving Soph alone in New York, that's for damn sure, but if time isn't moving forward with out him; if that's really true — and rumor has it, it is — then maybe the fact that he hasn't found his door back yet is a sign that he should take a minute and regroup; enjoy his life for what it is for a second instead of treating every day like a full time job that never really pays and gives no time off.

He loves his sister and he doesn't feel like she's a job all the time, but...well. He's done everything for her since he was eight years old. This feels like a chance to just...take a breather and he deserves one, doesn't he?

So he drops a line on the network and then he heads out. Maybe he'll meet someone; maybe he'll end up drinking alone, but either way...it's getting him out of the apartment for a minute because he's not entirely sure he can resist that golden sphere if he doesn't and something tells him he ought to wait on that until he can find out what's actually in there without having to open it to find out for himself. It's a random magical place that dragged him out of his real life and then closed the door behind him and hid it. He thinks it's fair not to entirely trust the gifts he gets while he's here.

Cam makes his way to the nearest bar and settles on a stool, his feet touching the floor with no problem even when he's sitting because he's so goddamned tall, and he orders himself a beer before pulling out his PDA to check the network again. Why not? He hasn't had a beer in a while. It's hard to enjoy a drink when you're on big brother duty twenty-four seven.

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She knows it's hard to believe. But it's true. "Yeah, the bar spans the whole length of one wall and behind it the entire wall has like three horizontal rows of taps. It's like a beer heaven. Ciders too. Ciders that aren't mainstream and you've never seen. It's all pretty delicious with a great atmosphere. It'd be cool if this place were that awesome, but also I kind of like The Houndstooth the way it is, I guess."

Jill casts a look around the place, her home away from home. Even without Marley here, it's still that. Then she looks back to Cam and lifts one shoulder in a half shrug. "We could try to brew our own. I've watched Marley do it for years. I kind of know what we need and how to do it. It just depends on what kind of beer you want. Do you have a favorite kind of brew?"

Getting Lucy to drink a beer can be tricky. "One time I had her try a Lindemans Lambic and it tastes like raspberry's. When I told her it was a beer she didn't believe me. But she liked it because it was less bitter and more fruity... but still a beer!"

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"That's so crazy," Cam breathes, admittedly a little bit awestruck. "I mean this place is cool, don't get me wrong; I like it. But that place sounds legit, too." He's never been to a bar with more than ten or eleven beers on tap. Five hundred? That's the best kind of insane, if you ask him.

He looks more than a little bit pleasantly surprised when she suggests that they could try to brew their own. "Seriously?" he asks and he's leaning forward a little on the bar because he's so stupidly into this idea, it's like not even funny. "I usually lean toward stouts, but for first timers, if you're really down to do it, I'd suggest we go with whatever might be the easiest and work our way up to the more interesting stuff?" he suggests. Spending time with Hot Bartender making home brewed beer? Aces. Cam wants in on this so bad.

A grin spreads over his lips and Cam nods. "I was just gonna say, we should get her to try a Linderman's Lambric; they come in a lot of different flavors. I'm partial to the Pomme myself, if I'm going that route, but also...uh...Dogfish Head, I think, makes a beer in their Ancient Ale series called Midas Touch; it's kind of like a citrus-y beer meets champagne almost. She might like that, if we can find it around here." He pauses before adding, "assuming they still brew it."

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She likes that he thinks this place is cool. She loves The Houndstooth. It's always been a safe haven to her in a world that has so rarely been safe for Jill outside of Lucy. Of course, he's right that World of Beer is a pretty bad ass place too.

Jill nods just a little enthusiastic about the idea too. On the inside she's brimming with excitement at the idea of trying to brew their own beer. But Jill always emotes more on the inside than she does on the outside. "So maybe a regular pale ale and then move on to clones of more exotic beers. Marley did a bourbon vanilla porter one time that was fantastic. It was a good wintery beer, really dark and strong. We might try that once we get the process down with the pale ale."

She would have to start wishing up all the things she'd seen Marley use so they have everything they need. That's the good thing about Itinere, you wish it, within a day or two it's here... mostly.

"I can see if I can get some Midas Touch here to try." She says, once again thinking of the wishing facet of Itinere. "I mean, usually if you want something you only have to think about it for awhile. The city makes it happen... like, sometimes entire buildings." She gestures at The Houndstooth in general. "But also small things."

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"Shut up, that sounds amazing," Cam groans, sad that he missed it. But he likes her idea for the process. Starting with something simple like a pale ale is what he's always heard he should do if he's going to try home brewing on his own. Most of the reason he's never actually tried has more to do with the crappy quality of the home brew kits he's been able to find in his price range and how he just sort of assumes they'll churn out subpar beer at best. If Jill has real equipment and the supplies they need to do it, he's a lot more confident that it won't turn out so terrible, even on the first try.

"Yeah, we should definitely start with a pale ale, that sounds like the best course. Maybe brew darker each try? The only thing is that doesn't it take like a month to ferment to taste? This is going to be a very long and incredibly awesome experiment, Jill, are you really ready to take it on?" he asks playfully.

His eyebrows lift a little with interest at that. She mentioned it in passing earlier in the conversation, but he hadn't really thought about it all that much. "...does it work with everything?" he asks tentatively. There's a brief pause before he tacks on to clarify, "...does it work with people...?" He's thinking of his sister.

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To be fair, Marley always told her that most starter home brew kits suck. It's best to dive right into it with actual brewing. Home brew kits are like the frozen dinners of actual cooking from scratch. So it's good that Cam didn't go that route. Jill knows that Marley has some of the equipment in the basement of this pub. And she'll research to make sure they have everything they need before they actually start.

"Most home brews take a minimum of two to four weeks to ferment. If you start getting into the meads it can take months to years, the longer the better. The best thing about brewing after doing the first batch, you can drink the old home brew while brewing the new one." Meaning, yes. She's game for a long process, and homefully a long friendship with Cam... as long as he is too. So she asks, "Right?"

"Yeah, most everything. I haven't seen or heard of it working with actual people yet." Because she thinks she would have heard about it if that had happened. That's the thing about being a bartender. You hear about most things through the grapevine. "Is there someone you want here?" She realizes only after she asked it that it's kind of an intrusive conversation. "I mean... you don't have to answer that."

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Cam nods. He'd heard all of those things, too. "I feel like meads might be a little ambitious off the bat, don't you?" he asks playfully. He knows she's just saying it to expand on the original point, but he can't resist the urge to tease her a little just then. At her comment in reference to the second brew, Cam laughs a little, lifting his glass to her just slightly. "Hell yes," he agrees before taking a drink.

So...they're doing this. That's awesome: first person he meets here and she's hot, she knows beer, and she's willing to learn to brew homemade alongside him with actual equipment and not that bullshit you can buy from Bed, Bath, and Beyond or whatever. Seriously, A+ for today so far, he thinks.

A soft hum of acknowledgement escapes him and he shrugs it off even though it's probably the only thing he'll ever really want in this place. Of course it's also the one thing he can't have. His eyes shift up from his glass, hovering it over the counter before finally setting it down, to meet her face again at her question and he shakes his head with a little smile. "It's cool. Yeah, just...my baby sister. I pretty much raised her on my own, so I get anxious when we're separated because I can't keep an eye on her." So anxious that he'd given up a full ride football scholarship to be closer to her in case she needed him back when he'd been in college and she'd been starting high school.

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Jill thinks this is a pretty awesome meeting too. She doesn't usually do so well beyond hello I'm Jill with new people. But she and Cam seem to have hit it off very well, and it all felt so easy, like she didn't have to awkwardly try to come up with conversation as she does with most people. Surprisingly, she'd even smiled a few times. Smiling and Jill don't usually go hand-in-hand except for very rarely. But Cam brought it out in her with ease.

When he mentions his sister, she knows she's hit a soft spot. "Family's important." To most people. Not all family's are horrible like her own was. Lucy is the family she chose. Lucy is very important to her. So in that way, she can understand Cam's wish for his sister and him to be in the same place.

"In the meantime, you could think of photos and stuff that remind you of her. They'll probably appear here for you." She offers. It's the best she can offer by way of help when it comes to getting people here.

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Cam's always kind of been a people person. He was always the peacekeeper in his group of friends back home, from the time he was in elementary school through college. He suspects he always will be. He's always been good at collecting a menagerie of dissimilar people to call his friends and he's always been good at finding ways for all of them to get along even if they don't all run in the same circles. So it makes sense that this is easier for him and he would never have guessed that Jill isn't just like this with everyone she talks to.

Family's important, she says, and Cam hums a succinct and distinctly sarcastic laugh. Yeah. Maybe to other people. To Cam, only Sophie is important. He's been abandoned by the rest, to varying degrees. Sophie's the only one he cares about anymore; Sophie's the only one he ever feels cared about by, anymore. "I guess," he says vaguely. "Soph, yeah. She and I are really, really close," he clarifies without going into too much detail.

Jill's suggestion is a good one, but it makes Cam shrug, uncertain. "I don't know if that would make it better or worse, is the thing. But I'll think about it, thanks for the suggestion."