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fandomtownies2012-05-14 05:41 pm
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Caritas, Monday
While Jake wouldn't quite call it brooding, Mother's Day had always managed to get him down just a bit. So he was drowning his sorrows the day after in the tried and true Doyle way: drinking.
He'd probably serve you a drink too, if you wanted. Probably.
He'd probably serve you a drink too, if you wanted. Probably.

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So he wasn't really all that bothered by missing the holiday. What was kind of eating at him was the realization that the island seemed to have grown a great deal lonelier since graduation. And what better way to combat loneliness than by sitting on a barstool, knocking back imported beer, and looking terribly antisocial?
It was one of his great talents. Don't you dare judge.
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...Some people generally started with 'hello', Jake.
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"Assuming that means I'm looking like I'm in a mood and generally unapproachable," you know, in real-people language, "it really isn't much different from how I normally look, mate."
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pretends to act like alady. Scotch seemed about right for world-weariness. At least it looked classier than sending over a beer.Re: Bar!
Which resulted in a bit of a tilt of his head, followed by a wry little smile and a nod as he lifted his glass.
He would have taken the beer too, of course, but he would have judged like hell if it hadn't been an import.
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She was going to saunter her way over to the man, now.
"Do you come here often?" she asked. Cliche, but best to start with the classics.
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It wasn't entirely meant to be antagonistic. Callie was just bad at making friends.
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Antagonistic or not, she was happy to talk to anyone who wasn't Gunther.
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"Beer," she said. "Beer beer beer."
It was that kind of weekend.
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"And thus, you are now my favorite bartender," she decided.
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She 'that's what she said'ed herself in her head, thank you.
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"Vodka martini, dry," she said, taking a stool at the bar. She checked her lipstick in her compact's mirror one last time before closing it and taking in the bartender. "Is this the usual crowd for a Monday?"
She was new.
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See Succubus. See Succubus Flirt.
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Lounge!
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Might be slow for a bit during class, but around after!