Caritas; Tuesday Evening

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With Robin nowhere to be seen, Tino took full control of the bar tonight. That's right, he had the power, he made the rules, he was king of all this. He won't put a lime in your gin and tonic and you will just deal with it because he said so.

[Yep, mod Tino]

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Re: Bar

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GOB was making one of his irregular trips away from the Bluth family and towards a familiar place to get a drink all the way across the country. "Tino! Get me a Scotch." Tino just glared for a minute. "If you do, I'll get you the number of a decent local hooker." Tino sighed. "A guy hooker?" Tino got the damn drink just to shut his former boss up.

"So, how have things been without me? Anyone hook up for that stupid dating thing I used to do this summer?" Tino shook his head as he handed the drink over. "Nobody hooked up? Who the hell's hosting it anyway?" Tino sighed again and explained that Three Minute Dates hadn't happened this summer and GOB named the damn thing the least he can do is remember the name and no he didn't want a hooker or a guy hooker he could get anyone he wanted without paying unlike some people thank you very much.

GOB filtered most of that out. "So they're looking for a host. I'll do it! The triumphant return of a Matchmaker named..." GOB stood up quickly, knocking his stool down in the process. He rose his hands and a dead dove dropped from either sleeve. In the background, the zombie band started playing The Final Countdown. "... GOB!"

GOB grabbed his drink and moved to the next stool over. "You should pick that thing up," he told Tino. Tino sighed.

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Back Room

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I'm so sleepy. So sleepy I forgot to post the Back Room thread at first.