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 Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 2:21 pm
*fills up another Liquid K for her*
That's what I'm here for.
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 2:30 pm
*Takes the glass and chuckles*
Don't like talking about exploding stuff?
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 2:36 pm
I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I just remembered something.
*Leans closer again* Hey, do you think if we say hi we'll be invited to this baseball game I keep hearing about ?
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 2:38 pm
*shrugs*
Everything here's either blown up or collapsed. It's sort of like talking about the weather.
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 2:46 pm
Damn my luck for not being in the insurance business.
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 2:46 pm
*Leans over the table and pokes his side.* Oh? And what was that.
*Whispers into his ear.* I also might have mentioned you.
*She leans back in her seat and chuckles lightly. Taking a swig of the beer.* Why not just ask if you could join them?
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 2:55 pm
*Blinks.* The weather? Reallllly? If that were true this place would have been blown up at least once sense I've been here.
*Rubs her forhead.* Dang... Man... Hit's you like....a truck..
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 3:04 pm
A glowing green truck that flies.
*tops off her drink and corks the bottle*
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 4:02 pm
I'm almost afraid to ask but what is Gentleman's Night?
and please god tell me there are female strippers involved.
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 4:48 pm
*Wakes up from her drunken sleep with a scream as the setting sun hits her through the sky light.*
Owe, S**T!
*Falls off her bar stool with a crash. She puts her umbrella up and opens it. Blocking out the sunlight. Her skin red from the exposure.*
*Inches behind the bar.*
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 5:01 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 5:09 pm
*Moves behind the bar, searching through the bottles. The umbrella blocking out the setting son as she searches. Looking for something for the burns. Her teeth poking her lower lip.*
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 5:11 pm
*Leans over the bar.*
Looking for something?
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 5:17 pm
*Peeks up at Kate from where she is. Rubs the back of her neck looking sheepish.*
errrm... Burn cream? *Her face is a deep red. Lucky her she jerks before she started smoking.*
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 5:21 pm
There's a first aid kit in the kitchen.
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