Gourry Walked into a Bar, But Lina Ducked, 4
It had started off as a very, very crappy week. The tavern keeper wouldn't believe Amelia was actually the Seyruun princess and had rejected her royal crest for payment of the meals that she, Lina, Gourry, Zelgadiss and Xelloss had comsumed. (Well, Zel had eaten normally and, yes, Xelloss. He didn't have to eat physical food, but he could and did. To everyone's surprise, more than half a caramel, pecan cheesecake, as a matter of fact. The mazoku had a definite sweet tooth. He just couldn't pass up copious servings of Seyruun's soft serve frozen custard or the sinful temptations of dessert carts, especially with anything chocolate-dark, of course. It was perhaps a quirky genetic "flaw" passed to him by his master, who, for a Dark Lord, was overly fond of alcohol and cigarettes. Then again, as Zelas was the Greater Beast, it might be expected "mother" and "son" liked certain "creature comforts", despite being astral entities. )
Anyway, the gang was faced with an enormous bill and not enough cash. They had to work it off. Amelia and Lina were forced to become waitresses, Zelgadiss, a bartender, and Gourry, a busboy. Xelloss just phased out, much to their anger, which only fed him more as he relaxed and giggled in the astral plain..
After three days of back and foot aching toil, the smell of fried foods clinging to their hair and clothes, and tempers barely kept in check, to their great joy, a couple of adventurous nobles from Amelia's court came in and vouched for her identity. Of course, at this time Xelloss phased back in.
Amelia was bouncing off the walls with happiness. It was time to celebrate. She ran down the steps to the inn's wine cellar and grabbed as many bottles of sparkling wine as she could and jogged back to her friends. The bubbly would need chilling, but that would be no problem for a good sorceress.
Just as she crossed the threshold into the room where everyone waited, her old klutziness returned. She dropped a small bottle of champagne, which, shaken by her bouncey run, burst and scattered its contents and glass all over.
Noted Xelloss as he soaked up the emotions from the drenched Slayers, "Wow. A Bomb Split! That's my kind of celebration!"
(For those not too acquainted with the terminology of alcohol consumption, a 'split' is a bottle half the size of a regular bottle of champagne. The term "Bomb Split" is in the English translated manga, The City of Lost Souls.)