Caritas - Sunday evening [Open]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

GOB had finally gotten the book and read most of the first chapter before remembering that he hated reading. He would have gotten online to wank about anything he could think of, but he didn't have a computer.

So he came into work instead.

Some days it was tough to be GOB.

[OOC: I'm around. Huzzah!]

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Re: The Bar [7/22]

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Corona," Chad grunted. "No lime."

He wondered if they'd still always put the lime in, anyway.

Re: The Bar [7/22]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

Tino brought over a Corona.

GOB put a lime in. Like he ever listened to his customers who weren't women. "Here you go. How are you tonight?"

Re: The Bar [7/22]

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad sighed. At least there was comfort in the fact that some things will always remain the same, somehow?

"Not bad; just felt like a drink." He sipped, though, without complaint.

Re: The Bar [7/22]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"Glad to hear that," GOB said. GOB had no clue what to say to Chad, but talking usually gave better tips, so he went with the first thing that came to mind. "You're a very tall guy. I'm sorry you're not on my football team."

Re: The Bar [7/22]

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Huh? Oh, yeah. You sponsor the...other team, don't you?"

Chad couldn't remember at the moment which colour his team was and which the other was. He had....trouble with that sometimes.

Re: The Bar [7/22]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I'm blue. I have the other two tall guys," GOB said.

Re: The Bar [7/22]

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Oh, yeah. Sam and..." Chad's jaw shifted. "Who's the other tall guy?" He scratched his head a little, trying to remember, but all he could think about was Dawn in the middle of them. Dawn, being much cuter, got all of his attention.

Re: The Bar [7/22]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"No clue. The guy with the creepy faces," GOB said.

Re: The Bar [7/22]

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad took a moment to think about it, and then shook his head. "Nope. Don't know..." But he was sure as heck going to pay more attention to faces next time. Which was hard, because it seemed everyone just wanted to jump on him, and you couldn't see faces when they were hidden in your shoulder or your leg.