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 Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 6:37 pm
*She shrugs and stops looking for whatever it was.*
I'm not sure. Something scurried along behind the bar.
It...seemed to have disappeared....
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 6:41 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 6:50 pm
*Frowns for a few moments before she realizes there are chocolate mice in the Bistro. Who can scream at chocolate?*
Hmm... It could have been. Though I haven't seen a Chocolate mouse in awhile.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 6:55 pm
:something in the kitchen falls off of the counter and crashes to the floor:
Awfully big mouse
confused
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 6:59 pm
confused
*Looks at what crashed to the floor.* Martini?
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 7:03 pm
:snow gets to her feet and hurries to the back, picking up the large now empty platter that had fallen:
Do Matinis like cookies?
stare
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 7:11 pm
Hmm.. Not sure.
*Sips her Coffee.*
*Looks around curiously. Peeks over the bar.*
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 7:16 pm
:Snow scowls, sits back down with her coffee and mumbles under her breath:
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 7:18 pm
*Sees nothing on the floor in front of the bar and straightens.*
*Looks to the counter.*
*Looks to Snow.* I'm sorry.. What was that?
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 7:25 pm
I didn't see anything but I have a suspicion.
:Snow sighs:
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Scott Pilgrim the bassist
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 7:26 pm
*Lazily walks in.*
Yo, what's up ladies?
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 7:31 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 7:33 pm
Ohh? What is the suspicion?
*Looks over to Scott and smiles kindly to him.* Hello, just relaxing after a few very long shifts at the hospital.
And you?
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 7:34 pm
::walks in, out of breath::
Why...the Hezz...is the gate...to the bar...closed off? Had to walk...from the Sheriff's office...carrying....a crate of apples...
::sets down the crate with a heavy grunt::
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 7:38 pm
*Looks up as Tenzil walks in carrying a crate of apples.* I believe someone mentioned a Mr. Dox deleted for some reason...
Do you need some help with those? *Had shifted to move buts rests back against the counter behind the bar as the crate is already on the bar top. though the offer still does stand.*
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