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Caritas, Sunday Evening
It was Guy's first night behind the bar, so hopefully nothing would attack. He'd promised Kitty, after all. Couldn't break that.
So, after giving the zombies an unimpressed look at any attempts to con the newbie into doing anything more than duct tape, he was settled in. And maybe looking up drink specials for the day before settling on something that may or may not have just made him snicker.
Bulbasaur
Ivysaur
Venusaur
So, after giving the zombies an unimpressed look at any attempts to con the newbie into doing anything more than duct tape, he was settled in. And maybe looking up drink specials for the day before settling on something that may or may not have just made him snicker.
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The Bar
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It could also be argued that swivel chairs were comfortable for sitting in, not so much for sleeping in.
And then, there was the argument that with the amount of coffee he'd been drinking as his go-to coping mechanism for stress, he probably wasn't going to sleep for another month or two.
Either way, he'd managed to find his way to the bar, looking a little bit on the ruffled side, and was now taking a seat and eyeing the menu speculatively.
"A special on dinosaurs, huh?"
That was new. Just like everything else.
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No. Really. His teaching buddy was the pony.
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"New in town?" Guy asked, starting to make that highball.
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"... Those are interesting sounding cocktails," he said, eying the specials board. "Dare I ask?"
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Actually, kind of crouching over it.
Nobody better touch his highball, dammit.
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He took a seat at the bar -- not right beside Dean, but close enough for conversation. "Ronan Nolan," he introduced himself. "You new in town, or do I just get out even less than I thought?"
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Whatever the hell that was.
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He eyed the drink, debating for a moment before asking, "... How is that? It's very... green."
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"What's the difference?" he asked. "I'm assuming there's some variety of theme involved, given the names?"
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Not that he watched it or anything. Really.
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"I... guess I'll try an Ivysaur?" That might sound more confident, Ronan, if it weren't in the form of a question.
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The Lounge
The Back Room
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