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Robin still kind of had no idea how she'd wound up doing this, but it was funny and she could laugh and drink and just enjoy her post-Valentine's glow behind the bar while everyone else suffered.

And in the meanwhile, she set out a pretty little sign.

Three Minute Dates @ Caritas
Hosted by Robin Scherbatsky
Presented by loneliness and desperation*
* beer goggles recommended/necessary in some cases

That done, she wandered by to the stage to take the mic. "So, hi. You know how sometimes you're at a bar, and you just don't know how to talk to those pretty people you're eyeing? Or, you know, you want to know what the deal is with that creepy guy in the corner who won't stop staring? Well, tonight, we're taking all that guesswork out of it! Welcome to Three Minute Dates! I'm your hostess and deeply amused bartender, Robin Scherbatsky."

"So here's how it goes -- when I call your name plus someone else's, it'll be time for you to find that other person and either lemon law them or find your way to true love...slash a good one night stand! Or a bad one. It's part of the fun! And then lather, rinse and repeat for four more times, because yes, boys and girls, you're doing this five times."

[OOC: Three minutes equals ten comments for our purposes. That's five comments per person. Try your very best to get it wrapped up in that time. You do NOT have to do these in chronological order. Do them as people are available. Just try not to Joss yourself.

Remember, if you're violent, you'll be teleported out of the club and will have to make your way back. If you can't get through all of your dates today, you can sp, don't worry!

ETA: OCD UP WHOOOOOOOO]

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Barbossa gave her a toothy smile. "The wench who thinks she's marrying banana boy. But ye hadn't met me yet."

Barbossa was a tad optimistic.

"The lady who will be marrying the banana guy," said Mary. "And you're the pirate who runs the radio station. So, what can you tell me in three minutes that will have me leaving my fiancé?"

She smirked. After all, you didn't get to be a Las Vegas casino host without having to put up with a couple guys like Barbossa.

Barbossa's smile got toothier. She hadn't said they had to be true things...

"I be incredibly rich, me telescope be longer than his, 'n I be havin' footage o' him gettin' terrible personal wit' a teal deer," he said, nodding.

"Money isn't everything, it's not how long the telescope is but how you use it that counts, and he's nice to animals," said Mary. "Nope, not convinced yet."

Barbossa leered. "Aye. Very nice t' animals."

Mary discretely tugged at her top, which was sliding down to reveal just a little too much cleavage. "But I also get free bananas any time I want," she protested.

Barbossa laughed until he shot rum out his nose.

This was going downhill fast, and Mary figured that this would be one of the dates that would upset George Michael if he heard about it. Was their three minutes up already?

...

Just barely.

"Well, it was very nice to meet you and I'll be sure to listen to you on the radio," said Mary, bolting out of her seat just before time was called.

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