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Caritas - Tuesday Evening [Open]

Marshall was perfecting the art of making girly drinks again. This time he was experimenting with peaches. Mmm. Fruity.

Sing.

Drink.

Although the greeting was the same (minus one direction), Minsc's usual exclamation at the bar was significant lacking its typical enthusiasm. "A mug of moderately strong ale, if you would, Sir Marshall, and some water for my hamster."

"No red counterpart today?" Marshall asked as he was getting the drink order. "Did she turn back into a human?"

Minsc nodded. "That she did. It is good to know that Rosie is back in top form and can resume her lif in her regular form again."

Funny, though, Minsc didn't sound too convinced of that.

"Oh, well, that's good for her," Marshall said, setting down the water and the ale. "It would have sucked to say a red furry...thing for a long period of time."

"Yes," Minsc agreed. "Hands tend to be far more versatile than paws, and I can't imagine being that short all the time."

"Boo seems to do alright," Marshall noted.

"Oh, well," Minsc said. "He is a giant miniature space hamster. He's a bit in a class above the rest of us, don't you think?"

"I didn't realize he was a space hamster," Marshall replied, looking impressed. "...How is that different from a regular hamster?"

"He's from space," Minsc explained, helpfully.

He did, however, add, "His species contains some of the greatest knowledges of all creatures ever in existence, you know."

"Holy crap, really?" Marshall asked. "Does he know about the whereabouts of Sasquatch?"

"I've never thought to ask," Minsc admitted, casting a glance toward Boo, who seemed much more interested in working on falling into a bowl of peanuts. "I imagine he does; his wisdom is quite endless. But he does not dispense it for just anyone, on mere whimsy."

"Oh, well, yeah. I would be whimsical with my wisdom too," Marshall said, not really having a clue what he was talking about. "Otherwise people would be taking advantage of you."

"Exactly!" Minsc nodded solemnly. "So, of course Boo knows the location of this Sasquach you speak of. But he will not let you know what he knows unless he things you should know what he knows."

"So...how does he let you know?" Marshall asked. "Can he talk?"

"The language spoken by giant miniature space hamsters," Minsc informed Sir Marshall, "is not a language perceived by human ears. However, sometimes, when one forms a certain bond with another creature, words are not necessary."

After deciding that he hadn't seen nearly enough of the town yet, Ben walked into the karaoke bar... Seriously, a karaoke bar? Whatever... and took a seat at the bar. "Hi," he said to the tall guy behind the bar. "Could I get a club soda?"

"Sure thing," Marshall said. "Lime? Lemon? Or do you want a fruitless club soda?"

"Well, since you offered, let's go with lime," Ben said.

"Club soda with lime it is," Marshall said. "Are you new around here or am I just really unobservant?"

The answer is "both".

"I'm new," Ben said, unaware of the third option. "I just showed up a couple weeks back. I'm Ben."

"Marshall," he said, sliding the club soda towards Ben. "You liking it here, Ben?"

"So far, so good," Ben said. "My landlord is entertainingly over-the-top and my business seems to be picking up. When that's your foundation, you can't really complain."

"What's your business?" Marshall asked.

"I run the new second hand store in town," Ben said. "Things Reborn? Strange fact: people like to buy hats."

"Not surprising. Hats are awesome," Marshall said.

Uh...lounge.

I'm not getting my notifications in a timely manner and I'm catching up on True Blood so replies may be slooooooooooow.

TRUE BLOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Um, it's your fault I have a Tara and a Lafayette journal made. Wench.

LAFAYETTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

APP HIM. I WILL GIVE YOU A BAJILLION DOLLARS.

NUH-UH! OLLIE! OOOOOLLLLLIIIIIEEE!

LOOK, EITHER WAY IT'LL HAVE UNTIL SPRING BECAUSE I ALREADY KNOW WHO I AM APPING NEXT.

YOU GUYS CAN FIGHT IN JELLO TO DECIDE WHO I WILL APP THEN.

BRING IT ON, ERIN!

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