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Yazoo was restless. This in turn, made his brothers crazy. They felt bad about leaving him alone while they went into the town. Packing him on Loz's bike, all three went to the pub to discuss what they would do with the place.

Just as he predicted, Loz went through the roof about owning the pub - his argument was they couldn't handle the pub and the repair work they had piling up. They all knew better but he was going to bitch so Kadaj and Yazoo let him.

Yazoo was thrilled they had the pub now as he'd always liked working the bar. He walked around slowly, his fingers brushing over every bit of furniture in the place with a grin on his face. They all knew the new would wear off eventually and Yazoo would grow bored with it but for the moment, it was shiny to him.

And Kadaj. Kadaj was ambivalent. It was a good way for them to get cash they needed without anything illegal (not that it would stop them), so tired of living hand to mouth and scraping by while they worked on CJ's car.

It also tied them down, something that didn't sit well with them.

But...he had Spike's permission to burn the place down when they moved on so that was something. It would provide finality, something that wouldn't keep them tied so Kadaj could get behind it.

Deciding on keeping one of the pool tables, (hoping to sell the other to the new place in town), the TV and the dart boards, they debated on keeping the kitchen.

Kadaj made a quick call and rejoined his brothers in the discussions on what to do with the pub.

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Having checked her messages, she walks into the pub to see what's up.

"Hey boys. You called?"

All three turned to see CJ come in and they smiled. Kadaj motioned her over to the bar. "I..." he looked out the door in case someone came in while he was talking. Shoving the folder that held the paperwork for the Pub over to her, he waved his hand over it. "I need your help."

Putting on her glasses, she flips through the paperwork. "Wait a minute..these make you the owner of the pub, Kadaj. What the hell are you going to do with a pub?" She looks at hiim over the tops of her glasses like this is the craziest idea ever.

Kadaj shifted, suddenly feeling defensive. He tilted his head and shrugged. "What we've been doing, only it belongs to us now."

A snort came from the corner of the bar. Loz nodded his head in agreement with CJ. "It's crazy, Kadaj. We don't know how to do this."

"That's not true," Yazoo said. "What have we been doing for months now? ONly now, like Kadaj said, we do it for us and not for Spike."

Laying her hand gently on his arm, she tries to look into his eyes. "I mean...this is your job, but running abusiness is different. You need to get the liquor license in your name, you'll have taxes and payroll and overhead and...Kadaj, this is going to be hard. Are you sure you want to own the pub?"

"We already do, if I'm reading all this right." Kadaj picked up the papers and sifted through them. "I mean, he signed over everything to us."

He pushed them away and leaned against the back cabinet behind the bar, his arms crossing over his chest. Glaring at the bar, he tried to think. "There are three of us. It can't be that much harder, right?"

"It's going to take a lot of time, isn't it? And...it's never that busy in here anymore. Lots of work, not much money." She sighs and shakes her head. "What can I do to help?"

Kadaj shrugged and ran his hands through his hair. "Help us make sure the paperwork is all in order?" Laughing, he let his hands fall to his side and he walked around the bar. "I...don't know...point us in a direction? Tell me I'm..." He shook his head and slid onto a stool next to her.

"Tell you you're not crazy for wanting to do this? Ok. I know you can do anything you set your mind to...and you can always turn around and sell it." She shrugs again and pulls the chair up to the table, digging a tablet out of her bag.

"What you need is a business plan. What here works? Besides you three?"

"Hard to say," Loz said in defeat. He turned a chair around and sat on it backwards, resting his chin on folded arms. "It's quiet for the most part. People come in to drink, maybe eat."

Yazoo moved around and leaned against a pool table. "I think we have one too many of these, really needing only one considering. Now that it's a new semester at the school, maybe more will come in if they want a quiet atmosphere."

"You know, what you really have to compete with is Caritas, and it's not so much the drinks...it's the karaoke and Lorne. But on the downside, it's loud and there's no fighting. Ever. So...quiet is good. But so is, hmmm."

She gets up and walks around the pub, looking at it with new eyes.

"Deb's and Luke's have food, and the Perk has sandwiches and pastries. But getting a drink, it's here or Caritas. You have the TV and the pool table. I'm thinking sports bar. Do you boys know anything about sports?"

"A little," Kadaj said. "Well, Loz does. He likes rugby. And Yazoo likes boxing, I think," he looked at Yazoo to get confirmation. "And I know we have a couple of sports channels on...that," his hand waved to the TV. "Does that count?"

Looking around the bar, she makes a few more notes. "You need to have promotions, I think. Let me make a few calls, I'll see what I can come up with."

Kadaj nodded. "What kind of promotions?" He hadn't one clue what she was talking about or what she had in mind.

"Oh...Race night...football night...maybe take some bets. Gambling is big business." She throws out casually.

"Oooh," Kadaj said and thought about that. That was something they could do, once they got it off the ground. Loz could even probably handle it. "Doesn't Geoff have gambling in his shop?"

"Yeah, he does. But, um...I think if you organized it a bit...brought in the bigger ticket things like dogs and horses, it wouldn't really be competing. He's mostly cards and stuff."

Loz was grinning now. This was a bit more like it. Something they could do with the pub, still bring in people and do something interesting. "I like this idea," he said. "Do you think people will want it? This town strikes me as being very...uh...prim?"

"Prim? Do you have any idea what goes on here? Yeah...there's a call for it. You just need to get the word out. And, um, honestly? If tempers flare, it wouldn't be the worst thing. Kinda goes hand in hand with drinking and gambling. Oooh! Boxing! You'll need to feature that. And Extreme Ultimate Violence...you know, the fighting in the hexagon?" She writes ferociously fast.

Boxing. That had Yazoo's attention and he craned his neck to try and read what CJ was writing down.

"Ok, we're going to have to talk to the gambling commision, and, um, oh, hell. I'll make some calls. This could be a real gold mine, boys." She looks up, her eyes sparkling.

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