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Caritas, OPEN (Monday Night)

After spending the day working on his present for Parker, Jarod was on a bit of a sugar buzz and had definitely caught the holiday spirit. He asked the band to play something "festive," which resulted in a version of "Silent Night" with a lot of guffawing from the band at the "virgin" lyrics.

He didn't see what was so funny. He had brought his gifts for Lorne and Parker with him. He was a little nervous about the gift for his employer, never having bought a present for a demon before. The gifts to Parker...well, he'd put his heart into them, so maybe that would count for something.

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Sing out, Louise!

was born in the wagon of a travellin’ show
My mama used to dance for the money they’d throw
Papa would do whatever he could
Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of doctor good

Gypsies, tramps, and thieves
We’d hear it from the people of the town
They’d call us gypsys, tramps, and thieves
But every night all the men would come around
And lay their money down

Picked up a boy just south of mobile
Gave him a ride, filled him with a hot meal
I was sixteen, he was twenty-one
Rode with us to memphis
And papa woulda shot him if he knew what he’d done

Gypsies, tramps, and thieves
We’d hear it from the people of the town
They’d call us gypsys, tramps, and thieves
But every night all the men would come around
And lay their money down

I never had schoolin’ but he taught me well
With his smooth southern style
Three months later I’m a gal in trouble
And I haven’t seen him for a while, uh-huh
I haven’t seen him for a while, uh-huh

She was born in the wagon of a travellin’ show
Her mama had to dance for the money they’d throw
Grandpa’d do whatever he could
Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of doctor good

Gypsies, tramps, and thieves
We’d hear it from the people of the town
They’d call us gypsys, tramps, and thieves
But every night all the men would come around
And lay their money down

Jarod cuddled the cat in one hand, surprised when she made tried to make a break for the stage. He almost forgot and applauded, but stopped abruptly when the kitten started to purr.

Parker clapped for this too, smiling.

Lorne takes the stage at Parker's request and starts sing a song. ~~It has nothing to do with Xander's frog~~

Jeremiah was a bullfrog
Was a good friend of mine
I never understood a single word he said
But I helped him a-drink his wine
And he always had some mighty fine wine
Singin'...

Joy to the world
All the boys and girls now
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me

If I were the king of the world
Tell you what I'd do
I'd throw away the cars and the bars and the war
Make sweet love to you
Sing it now...

Joy to the world
All the boys and girls
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me

[electric piano]

You know I love the ladies
Love to have my fun
I'm a high life flyer and a rainbow rider
A straight shootin' son-of-a-gun
I said a straight shootin' son-of-a-gun

Joy to the world
All the boys and girls
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me

Joy to the world
All the boys and girls
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me

Joy to the world
All the boys and girls
Joy to the world
Joy to you and me

Joy to the world
All the boys and girls now
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me

Parker whistles, and stamps her Manolos, and smiles for Lorne. She also sings along on the chorus, heh. "Joyyy to the world...."

Jarod grinned. The kitten, however, started mewing loudly.

To Drink, or Not To Drink?

Parker comes in bearing various packages, and a covered basket, shivering. "I am sooo looking forward to the Bahamas on Thursday," she says, parking herself at the bar. "Happy Holidays." Then she grins. "What did you make me? And can it start with a hot cocoa?"

"You need a warmer coat, Parker," Jarod said, bluntly. "It's not Florida." He began steaming milk, then poured some chocolate syrup into the bottom of a large mug. "How long will you be gone?"

He pulled a wrapped package out from under the bar. It contained a mosaic of lilies in the field, waving gently in the wind under the hot summer sun. What made it a Jarod original was the medium--Pez and vanilla frosting.

Jarod also placed a smallwrapped jewelry box (http://www.abazias.com/database/NewJewelryInfo.asp?stock=63435) next to the larger package. He wondered if Parker would recognize the earrings. Sydney had really come through.

"Oooo. Which first?" Parker said, picking up the jewelry box and shaking it, and then looking speculatively at the other wrapped package. Then she shot a sharp glance at the basket, and tucked the napkin in a little closer.

"Whichever you want, Parker," Jarod smiled and tried to peek into the basket while she was otherwise occupied. He settled for pouring the milk into the chocolate and covering the cup with a layer of whipped cream.

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The Bar

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The Lounge

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