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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 10:08 pm
"That'll be $1.75, than. What kind of soda can I bring you?", he said, scribbling down the order. Chef made a mean french fry; he himself would probably end up eating the rest of the batch for dinner. Mike is a timid insecure girl.
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 10:31 pm
"Dr. Pepper," Zoey said. That was her favorite.
"Could you bring me some ketchup, too, please?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 3:04 am
"Of course, that will be just a moment," said Richard, ripping off the order sheet from the pad. "So what brings you here today, miss?" Mike is a timid insecure girl.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 11:46 am
"Oh, I was hungry, and this was the first place I saw. Speaking of which, it wasn't here yesterday."
She looked around, as if to find the answer to her unspoken question on the walls of the bar.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 5:38 pm
Smiling, he replied "This is a rather special bar. Think of us as a traveling business; we're always on the go, and end up damn near everywhere."
Still smiling a little, he walked into the back and stuck the ticket onto Chef's wheel, nodding at his comrade. Mike is a timid insecure girl.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 6:05 pm
"Oh," Zoey said, nodding as if that made sense. It didn't to her.
Oh, well, there was a lot of things Zoey didn't understand.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 9:10 pm
Richard re-entered the main room, bringing the bottle of Dr. Pepper out with him. "There you go, and the fries will be out in a minute," he said, waiting to be paid. Mike is a timid insecure girl.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 10:50 pm
Zoey dug her hand into her pocket and grabbed some money, then slapped it on the counter. She popped open the bottle, then took a long swig.
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