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Caritas | Wednesday

When Alex got into work that night, he ordered Tino to peel off and replace the labels on about twenty different bottles of booze. When Tino wanted to know why, Alex explained to him just exactly how a prank work. Tino still hedged before Alex smacked him in the back of his head and told him to get to work.

It was comical watching Tino try to peel and replace labels without ripping them. The duct tape to keep them on their new bottles was a nice touch.

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Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tight
gonna grab some afternoon delight.
My motto's always been; when it's right, it's right.
Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night.
When everything's a little clearer in the light of day.
And you know the night is always gonna be there any way.

Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight.

Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite
looking forward to a little afternoon delight.
Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ingite
and the thought of rubbin' you is getting so exciting.

Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight.

Started out this morning feeling so polite
I always though a fish could not be caught who wouldn't bite
But you've got some bait a waitin' and I think I might try nibbling
a little afternoon delight.

Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight.

Please be waiting for me baby when I come around.
We could make a lot of lovin' 'for the sun goes down.

Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight.

Mmm, earworms. I'm around!

Jane had been debating this for a while, but, ultimately, she decided that she wouldn't be much of an adventurer if she didn't go into the local tavern, and, besides, things were much more liberal over here in America, and that settle it. Her curiosity couldn't be satiated until she opened the door, poked her head in, and, when she was not met with an immediate cry of objection at her being in there, she gleefully bounced on in.

Her. In a tavern, a bar. She'd been in a few of her father's adventuring friends clubhouses, of course, but this was incredibly different and deliciously improper. She could barely contain her excitement.

"I must say," she gushed to no one in particular, perhaps the barkeep, as she slid onto a stool delicately despite her eyes trained on the stage, "that is precisely what I would imagine reanimated corpses to look...and smell!"

She didn't understand why they were there, but, scientifically, really, it was incredibly fascinating.

"You been wondering about zombies?" Alex asked, sidling over to the unfamiliar patron. "Must have been a slow week for you or something."

"Oh, well," Jane said, slowly looking away from the stage to give a smile to the barkeep. She pulled herself up, to make herself look like she knew what she was doing, that she went into taverns all the time.

But, er, not quite for reasons certain ladies might go into taverns.

"The reanimation of corpses has been quite an exciting topic in the medical field, don't you think? My own dabblings in science tend to be more toward the evolutionary, but it's hard to ignore such a fascinating idea, that there could be a sort of second life after death. After decomposition, even! And the representations of it in literature have only added to its intrigue, terrifying as they may be. Reanimating dead flesh! Whoever gets a grip on that one will go down in history, that's for sure."

Alex snickered and glanced at the zombies. If they could hear their species being talked about with such reverence, he was sure they'd be pleased.

"You're welcome to go up there and touch 'em and stuff. I don't think they really mind."

Jane blinked at the barkeep, not wanting to let her overly excited mind latch too quickly on just a spark of a thought too quickly.

"But they're only models, aren't they? Very...believable ones, but they couldn't possibly be real, could they?"

...goddamn you. It's stuck in my head, only there it's sung by people from Arrested Development.

"No, those guys are the real deal," Alex said, shaking his head. "I can have Tino go up there and bring you back a limb if you want me to prove it."

"Oh, I am sure!" said Jane, laughing, but it was a terribly excited sort of chuckle. "And I bet it would have bells on it, too."

"...I don't know about that. I mean, if it was seventies night and one of the zombies was wearing bellbottoms or something bedazzled, they might have bells," he said, shrugging. "You want something to drink?"

That question allowed Jane to be momentarily distracted with the fact that she didn't understand half of what had just come out of the young man's mouth.

"Oh, yes, please!" she said eagerly. "What would you recommend?"

But a little alcohol wasn't enough to pull her from science for too long. Especially since she as quite capable of holding two conversations at one time and thinking nothing of it. "And do you honestly mean to say that they're real? If they're real, then what's reanimated them? Do you know? Are you the one who did it? Is it an electricity thing? A biological one? Ooh! Perhaps it's a chemical reaction of sorts! I suppose it could be something mystical as well, but, you know, I never took too much standing in the mystical explanations; there's almost always a better explanation, vapours or hallucinations or even just the wind, if you look into it closely enough."

That was a lot of questions in one go and Alex sort of stared at her, waiting to see when she'd finish talking. When she did, he finally answered.

"Uh, I'd recommend booze but I can't go further than that until I know if you're talking beer or liquor here," he said. "As for the zombies, I have no idea how they got here. They've been here since before I was. Kind of a Caritas staple."

"Oh, perhaps just a bit of chilled champagne, then, if you please," Jane decided cordially, figuring that was a drink that was not only unobjectionable, but also one that she knew, which was the important part. "And how long have you been here? Who is the owner? Would he know?"

Alex could do the champagne thing which meant he didn't have to answer the questions for a few moments while he found a glass and poured own of the older champagnes into it.

"Chuck Bass is the owner now but I think those zombies have been here even before he took over," Alex said, shrugging. "Sorry. You might try the library though. There's a lot of Fandom history in there."

"Oh, yes, the library," said Jane with a little bit of a chuckle. "Now, there's a problem there. I'm afraid that if I should go in, I might never make it out again!"

"Well, I mean, what about when they close?" Alex asked, having no real idea since he wasn't one to venture into libraries.

"Well, then, I will simply have to hide myself away in a stack of books and wait unil they're finished, and then have the place to myself all night!" said Jane, who sounded like she'd considered this sort of thing before.

"You're a nerd." He didn't say it in any mean spirited way though so there was that. "Ever been told that before?"

"No, I've never even heard the word before," Jane admitted with a chuckle. "So I'm just going to assume it means quite intelligent, determined, and dedicated to the pursuit of knowledge. And quite possibly beautiful in there, too, and I won't hear a word of what you might suggest otherwise."

After a truly exhausting day of looking through fashion magazines, Shelley needed a drink.

"I need a drink," she stated as she plopped down on a bar stool.

"Wow." Alex had to admit that was some good...well, he didn't know what that was but it was still good. "I'm sure you might find the meaning of that word in the library too. It's affectionate though. An affectionate adjective for you."

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