The Devil's Nest, Tuesday (06/26)

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Aziraphale was a little distracted as he set things up for the evening. Dinner had definitely revealed that a certain oncologist was up to mischief.

Not that the angel was worried, mind you. A little mischief was nice, once in a while. He was just impatient to find out what it was.

[ooc: I'm a bit back and forth tonight, so please be prepared for possible SP.]

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The Bar

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Since he'd promised Kabuto there'd be no rearranging of bottles, Aziraphale was working on a crossword puzzle to keep himself busy. In between serving drinks, of course.

Musubi was there as well, to help out when drink modding was necessary.

The Lounge

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There was a piano, some pool tables, and plenty of seating. Maybe one of these days, Aziraphale would get up the nerve to plink a bit at the piano.

And then again, maybe not.

The Dance Floor

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Much to Musubi's chagrin, the big band music was back.

Jitterbug, anyone?

The OOC

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I want ice cream.