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 Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 8:04 pm
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 8:06 pm
Hey Cassie. How's it going?
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 8:09 pm
Okay I guess... kinda quiet tonight. Can I get you anything?
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 8:13 pm
Hmm....You know, I don't think I feel like drinking anything hard tonight, so how about some orange juice?
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 8:13 pm
Wallace slinks into the bar. It has apparent he has pre-gamed. "Ssssup?"
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 8:16 pm
*gets Karen a glass of orange juice*
Hi Wallace.
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 8:17 pm
Thanks, Cass.
Hey.
*toasts the new guy*
Happy Saturday!
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 8:22 pm
*Phases out of the shadows behind the bar and starts looking through the shelves*
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 8:22 pm
"I love Saturday!" Wallace waves a hand as if it held a glass in it. "Where's my martini?"
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 8:23 pm
Todd! I didn't know you hung around these parts. Sit with me. I'll buy you a drink. We can catch up on things.
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 8:24 pm
* gets Wallace two martinis... *
Here you go
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 8:27 pm
*Grabs the intergalactic cocktail guides that Cassie bought on e-bay*
Karren... Mistresses demand cocktails of a cosmic caliber...
*Takes books and phases back into the shadows*
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 8:28 pm
"Yay! I'm a delicate double-fister!" Wallace raises a martini glass in each hand.
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 8:30 pm
Uh.
Mistresses?
Toddy? Hey! Get back here!
*turns to Cassie*
What's he going on about 'mistresses' for? Todd's as gay as an irish spring.
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 8:32 pm
"Irish gay? Where?" Wallace's head swivels about, kind of slowly. Where was an Irish gay? He wanted to make out with it.
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