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Devil's Nest [Monday evening]
Jack hadn't had anyone visiting (or at least, he hadn't recognized anyone, and now he felt kind of bad wondering if maybe he had missed the eunuch or Mr. Gibbs if he'd taken a bath...)
He was behind the bar trying to alphabetize the various kinds of rum, humming along with the various accordion-music versions of pop hits that the DJ (who would probably be dead by morning...) was playing.
He was behind the bar trying to alphabetize the various kinds of rum, humming along with the various accordion-music versions of pop hits that the DJ (who would probably be dead by morning...) was playing.

The Bar!
Dance Floor and Lounge!
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Run, poor DJ. Run.
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"Did you have visitors this weekend as well?"
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After checking the ID he handed it back and put a box on the table.
Inside was one box of dirt, and a toy truck from a Mooby Land Happy Meal, with a note reading "Told you you'd have to get used to normal boxes. I'm also taking time to point out that we didn't get to a date when I was there. Which means you have to step it up for next time. No Mooby Land. No pressure or anything. -J"
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Probably not, Eric.
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"No," K replied. "I just asked them to leave. Politely."
Okay. It might not have been exactly polite.
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Possibly due to the extremely short time the DJs spent employed.
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OOC