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 Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 12:48 am
Donald Blake I would Tabitha. I would...
But then I'd have to move. *Rest his head on hers. Lightly kissing her hair*
...
*Smiles and lightly mummbles to Don.*
I do believe I owe you a kidnapping. Have anything planned tomorrow?
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 12:51 am
Jane Foster-Kincaid *Smiles and lightly mummbles to Don.*
I do believe I owe you a kidnapping. Have anything planned tomorrow?
As of now. Nothing at all.
Lead the way.
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 12:52 am
Well, isn't this a treat. A moody employee, two inconspicuous doctors and a ditzy kleptomaniac! You never know what kind of crowd this building is going to draw.
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 12:53 am
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 12:53 am
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 12:55 am
Good evening everyone.
*nods* Norman.
*Takes Don's hand and leads him from the bar.*
*kidnaps.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 12:58 am
*If barely, still manages to wave goodbye to everyone in the room*
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 12:59 am
Keep an eye on the coasters, Ward. This one has sticky fingers.
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 1:01 am
Yeah, yeah.. I'm watching.
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 1:02 am
::Sits down and puts her elbows on the bar::
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 7:02 am
*makes his way into the bistro and gets a cup of coffee from behind the counter*
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 8:25 am
*Skips in lightly humming with a cooler in hand.*
*heads over to the bar and starts to stock it with beer, and a few bottle of liquors.*
*She pulls out a rather large empty thermos from the cooler and fills it with coffee.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 8:42 am
*Finishes making the coffee and places the thermos into her back of tricks.*
*Hefting the trunk up she walks out of the Bistro. humming lightly.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 8:55 am
*watches Harley come and go with a raised eyebrow*That...was different.
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 3:06 pm
*goes ahead and gets himself a beer*
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