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Caritas, Wednesday 9/10
To say that Penelope wasn't nervous for her first night of work would be a vast understatement. She was terribly nervous and excited and coming into work early only managed to give her time to work up more nervousness. It was an awful feeling in the center of her belly.
Tino set a draft beer on the counter in front of her and without a word, Penelope sipped it using a straw. Ten minutes later she was feeling much better and ready to serve the public.
The zombies were playing something she didn't recognize but it didn't matter, it was entertaining if not bizarre.
Caritas is open!

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And with that, he began to play (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H4Kj781O3js).
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He decided that he needed a drink and headed over to Caritas.
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He eyed the scarf, wondering if it was some kind of religious thing.
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She was also able to discern this might be one of those brooding bar types.
Gingerly she pushed a bowl of pretzels closer.
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Not wanting to impose, he waited until the girl glanced up before giving her a slight smile.
"Ah ... mead, please?"
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He took the mug gratefully and sipped. Fiyero had never been good with tolerating his alcohol, so the mug would likely last him all night.
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The Lounge
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