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fandomtownies2006-01-19 06:35 pm
Spike's Pub - Open 01/19
"You're kidding right?" Kadaj looked at the list Yazoo made from the radio broadcast the night before. "Pajamas?"
"I thought it was a cool idea. At least until we make a decision about whether we try to turn this place into a sports bar, host gladatorial combat or whatever," Yazoo said defensively.
The look Yazoo got from his younger brother was one of disbelief.
"Loz would like the punching part. He might even consider letting them punch first." Yazoo was grasping at straws since it was fairly apparent Kadaj wasn't on board with the idea.
"Yazoo, we have to keep in mind that most of them will be underage. Like...way underage. We could get into a lot of trouble." With a shrug, he waved his hand over the list and headed to unlock the front door for business and turn the sign on.
Dumping the ice into the holder, Yazoo shrugged, too. "I know. I mean, we don't have to do them all but it's something to think about." He dug out the remote and turned the TV on, setting it to mute.
"We'll talk about it with Loz when we go home tonight." Kadaj gave Yazoo a warning look as he plugged the jukebox in and set the music. Icon of Coil pounded out of the speakers. "We will consider it."
Yazoo readied the lemons, limes and cherries. "That's all I'm asking."
"I thought it was a cool idea. At least until we make a decision about whether we try to turn this place into a sports bar, host gladatorial combat or whatever," Yazoo said defensively.
The look Yazoo got from his younger brother was one of disbelief.
"Loz would like the punching part. He might even consider letting them punch first." Yazoo was grasping at straws since it was fairly apparent Kadaj wasn't on board with the idea.
"Yazoo, we have to keep in mind that most of them will be underage. Like...way underage. We could get into a lot of trouble." With a shrug, he waved his hand over the list and headed to unlock the front door for business and turn the sign on.
Dumping the ice into the holder, Yazoo shrugged, too. "I know. I mean, we don't have to do them all but it's something to think about." He dug out the remote and turned the TV on, setting it to mute.
"We'll talk about it with Loz when we go home tonight." Kadaj gave Yazoo a warning look as he plugged the jukebox in and set the music. Icon of Coil pounded out of the speakers. "We will consider it."
Yazoo readied the lemons, limes and cherries. "That's all I'm asking."

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"What about you guys? How long have you been in business?"
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Caritas was the competition, he knew, but it was something to do that could be considered fun...at least by some. "And there was a bowling alley that just opened up."
He wasn't going to mention the crazy ass ideas that Yazoo seemed to be seriously considering.
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"We didn't want to come here, we're here because we didn't have any particular place to go."
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"Where did you come from?"
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