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The Devil's Nest | Thursday Evening

The DJ was actually playing normal music tonight which left Buffy...well, sort of suspicious. She wasn't going to outright interrogate the DJ but she was giving him some side eye from the bar throughout the evening. Don't try any funny business, mister.

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Where Buffy was.

"Getting any better at that bartending thing?" Dean asked, taking a seat at the bar.

"Why? Planning to ask for something complicated?" Because she hadn't really been practicing.

"I think you're mistaking me for Priestly. I'll take a whiskey."

No ice. Because he was hardcore. Also? Alcoholism.

"Gross." She'd get the drink but oh she was judging you, Dean. "How can you drink that stuff? Don't you like your esophagus?"

"Would you rather have me order one of those fruity cocktails you'll have to look up?"

"It'd be less gross," she said, sitting a glass of whiskey in front of Dean. "Might be worth the extra effort."

"Less gross for you."

"Well I'm not exactly interested in your comfort." Sorry she's not sorry, Dean.

"You're a terrible bartender," Dean informed her. Helpfully.

"I know, right?" she said, looking amazed. "I can't believe Eric keeps me around."

"Must be your-" He gave her a once over. "--winning personality."

"He does seem to be collecting hotties for bartenders," Buffy noticed. "We probably get better tips."

Okay, after hours of talking one particularly demanding customer through the process of booking portals to space Florida, Sam was in need of a drink. Or all of the drinks.

"Hi," she said, claiming a bar stool. "A scotch, please?"

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"Uh, sure." Buffy thought she could manage that. "You want ice?"

"No, that's all right." Get aaaall the alcohol in the glass. All of it. "Incidentally, have we met? I'm Sam."

"Buffy," she said, sitting down a glass in front of Sam. "Nice to meet you."

"Likewise," Sam replied. She was growing to like this bar, with all the attractive blonde bartenders and whatnot.

Also, it smelled less like zombie than the other place.

She gulped her drink, set the empty glass down on the bar, and admitted, "I have to say, the strangely large bar-to-town-size ratio on this island is certainly convenient."

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"The people like variety," Buffy noted as she provided a refill. "Also I heard kids can drink at the other bar. Something for everybody."

"I knew there was a reason I was gravitating to this one," Sam said wryly. "Though I suppose the themes are limited to one's choice of morbid supernatural creature, which isn't the most diverse selection in the world."

"I'm pretty sure we have more variety than the other place," she said. "Vampires and werewolves, anyway."

"Twice as much, even," remarked Sam, who wasn't aware that the Devil's Nest had not only the aformentioned species but a succubus on the payroll as well. "In that case, I'm convinced. Excellent pitch. You've got my loyalty until I forget the way to this place again and wind up at the other bar."

The DJ was evil...somehow.

Where a vampire could be.

Annnnd I ran out of work to do. Oh well it's my Friday I wasn't looking to be productive anyway.

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