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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 3:24 pm
*sniffs*
UGH. Jeez, Bow Boy, when was the last time you took a shower?
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 3:26 pm
*Nods to Dinah* Yeah, I'm fine. Just healin' up from my fun with Purifiers today.
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 3:26 pm
*looks at the laptop*
And you are.. Wally West. Hello there!
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 3:27 pm
::Looks at Betty:: Oh.. Shoot. Um just call me Dinah..
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 3:27 pm
*Leans on the bar and shoots a finger at Betty*
Fastest Man Alive. Yo.
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 3:27 pm
*Water drips in from the ceiling and pools in the middle of the Bistro. It rises into a pillar to form Rex*
Evenin', folks!
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 3:28 pm
Wally, Wally, WALLY!
Damn dude, slow down and Relax.
*looks around irritably*Did someone give him a Red Bull? scream
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 3:30 pm
Dude, you know I don't drink caffeine. You, on the other hand...
*Sniffs the coffee*
There's not a little Irish in there, is there?
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 3:31 pm
...He's always like that.
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 3:32 pm
I don't know. Dinah poured. *takes another sip* Doesn't taste like it...
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 3:33 pm
*leans back and watches everyone interact but doesn't say anything*
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 3:35 pm
*Shifts over to the bar top and takes a seat. He reaches back and grabs a beer*
Hmm, the evening starts early today? Fantastic.
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 3:36 pm
Cool. Get cleaned up. I'm totally fixing you up with a girl I know...as soon as I can get her to agree to it.
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 3:36 pm
*wanders in mumbling something about people, cookies and printers*
stare
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 3:37 pm
Betty Ross *leans back and watches everyone interact but doesn't say anything* *Extends his neck and looks over her shoulder at her work.*
Whatcha doin'?
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