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*glances over shoulder and shoves some in random pockets* Expensive you say? Well now...
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-rolls eyes and picks at a few notes on a fiddle-
All liquor's expensive, especially when you have...competition. |
Oh, aye it is...especially for a speakeasy.
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*saunters in, fringe dress swishing*
I heard this place was the cat's pajamas!? Anyone here ready to serve a dame some giggle water?! |
*glances at then looks around* Well dame, I don't seem to see any sort of serving around...maybe I can rummage something up.
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Swell. I think a Gin and Tonic sounds lovely!
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*knocks bottles around and pulls out some Gin, Tonic water, and a lime and starts to mix*
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Thanks handsome, I was wondering if you could let a lady know if there is fabulous entertainer around here? I've been told my singing is hotsy - totsy!
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Not that I'm aware of. Seems to be in a bit of disrepair....
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*looks around* Wow. I guess your right. *walks over to the piano to dust it*
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*pulls out a duster and some rags* Perhaps these would help...
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*saunters over to the pile of cleaning supplies* Sure!
State the obvious, why don't'cha?! *feather dusts Alpha's nose* |
Holy balls, sorry guys, the past few days have been hell. It feels like I haven't had a weekend for three fucking weeks. Mech E project...you'd think two mech e professor could schedule their shit so that everything's not clumped into two weeks, yeah?
Also, hey, I'm sensitive to dusts. Careful with that. -grabs a rag and wipes down the piano- |
*skips over to Espy*
No troubles - bubbles! Chill out ~ We can whip this place into shape! *feather dusts Espy's shoulder* |
Well, I have been called Sir Obvious from time to time.
Yeowch...that's gotta be rough Espy. *hands a cloning kit* Would this help any? |
Well that is the cat's pajamas! *stares at cloning kit*
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