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 Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 10:40 am
Zinda Blake Nothin' any of you need to concern yourselves over. ::stomps out of the bar::
Poor girl must feel really bad.
sad
Good morning... Rita is it ?.
And... *Sees Remy*... Helloooo...
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 10:42 am
::walks down from upstairs::
What is with all the Screaming?
::coughs::
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 10:43 am
*pulls down the neckline of his shirt to see the Zinda fist-shaped bruise developing*
Mon Dieu dat woman can pack a punch! I'd pay to see `er tangle wit' Apocalypse!
*sees Courtney*
Well `ello there chere. Need a drink?
*sees Terrance descend*
I t'ink Rita ticked Zinda off...again.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 10:47 am
i wouldn't do that Cajun.
wait. come to think of it, she may be just your type.
Hey, it wasn't me.
I was just concerned about her well being.
stare
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 10:47 am
*Turns to see Terry coming down*. Are you feeling bad too Mr. Ward ?.
What a horrible thing. Everyone seems to be...
*Sees Remy pull down his shirt*... bruised... horrible... horrible bruised today...Quote: Well `ello there chere. Need a drink?
Of course.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 10:51 am
Ricochet Rita i wouldn't do that Cajun. wait. come to think of it, she may be just your type. I own dis bar. Ain't it Remy's job to offer drinks to beautiful ladies? Ricochet Rita Hey, it wasn't me. I was just concerned about her well being. stare You? Concerned about someone's well being? *snort* Heh heh. An' dey say de sitcom is dead! *makes Courtney an Irish coffee* How about you Rita? Need a drink...or two?
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 10:52 am
I think I'm allergic to you, Courtney.
::Sneezes::
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 10:53 am
*Bursts through the Roof at Superspeed*
Drinks!?!
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 10:53 am
Remy _ LeBeau I own dis bar. Ain't it Remy's job to offer drinks to beautiful ladies?
So you're Remy. You own this place.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 10:54 am
A six-shooter please.
And one for my pet, too.
~pats leg~
here boy.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 10:55 am
Poo. I get Superman's powers all to myself, and still I am the pet.
*Shuffles over to Rita's seating area*
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 10:57 am
*pours six cinnamon-bun shots for Rita and slides them over*
You want beer chasers wit' dose like usual?
*CRASH!*
*glares at Rudy and the gaping hole in the bar roof*
STOP. DOING. DAT! gonk
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 10:57 am
Mr Terrance Ward I think I'm allergic to you, Courtney.
::Sneezes::
Nothing like a little humour to make anyone feel better !.
And please, call me Gallant Girl. I'm in work hours wink
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 11:00 am
Courtney Flynn That's very funny Mr. Ward. blaugh
Nothing like a little humour to make anyone feel better !.
And please, call me Gallant Girl. I'm in work hours wink
...You were a cheerleader, weren't you?
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 11:00 am
Nah. Just the shots is fine.
stare
~pets Rudy's head~
How are you today?
~watches Gallant Girl carefully~
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