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The zombies were apparently trying to jazz things up a bit. Not only was the music more upbeat- and not terrible, as long as you didn't mind the occasional bad chord as a finger fell off- but they were trying some new dance moves tonight. That part wasn't going so well at all, as after being dead this long, their coordination was not really the best.

Finally after the fourth time one of them fell or bumped into something, Kitty grabbed the duct tape from behind the counter and handed it to Tino, because taping them up was just going to be his job tonight. Perks of being the boss.

[Finally home! And home sick! Play with me!]

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You don't wanna go up there tonight.

Get your drink on.

Get some privacy.

You can play with the TV. Nothing good's premiered yet.

I should unpack at some point. But nope.

"Do I look fifteen?" Riley asked when he came into the bar. It was an important question even if it was completely and utterly random. "I don't think I look fifteen."

And he'd been so intent on the question that he hadn't taken in the bar at large. He'd get to that and then do some gawking momentarily.

"I would say you definitely don't look fifteen," Kitty told him. "And you have to ask that why?"

"Someone said I did," he said, trying not to pout as he took a seat. "But, he was old so maybe I look fifteen because he looks a hundred."

He didn't. Josh was actually aging pretty damn well.

"Hmm. I know most of the people in this town and I don't think I know anyone who looks a hundred..." Kitty said.

"He's probably not a hundred," Riley said, shrugging a shoulder. "Maybe closer to...seventy five. Josh Lyman. He teaches at the school too. The former politician guy."

"Yeah, I know him," Kitty said. And she knew he was nowhere near seventy-five. "Okay, yeah, I could see him calling a lot of people fifteen. He probably thinks I'm seven."

"He seems pretty okay, otherwise," Riley said, shrugging one shoulder. "So, you know everyone? That make you the unofficial welcome wagon of a sort? I didn't know they still existed."

"I don't know if I'm so much a welcome wagon as much as people tend to wander into my bar eventually," Kitty replied. "Speaking of which, what can I get you?"

"Wait. You own the bar?" Riley sounded impressed. And that made him look around and his eyes settled on the band of...

"Why are people wearing Halloween costumes already?" His drink order was on hold for the moment.

"I don't own it, but I manage it and do all the work," she said. "And those aren't actually costumes."

"Not costumes."

Riley was quiet while he gawked.

"So, they are..." He turned back to look at Kitty, waiting for that answer but not sure if he really wanted to hear it.

"They're zombies," she said. "Perfectly safe, though, no worries."

"Zombies." Riley blinked a few times, squinted and then shook his head like he was clearing out some cobwebs. "So, they're dead people who play in a bar band now?"

That was ambitious for a zombie.

"Yep. They came with the place," Kitty said, relying what was becoming a catch phrase for her.

"Huh. I guess..." He trailed off and gave the zombies one last look. "I guess as long as they're not going to come after my brain, then I can accept that."

He'd probably have a little freak out later on when he was in private but he didn't want to do that right now. "I trust you if you say they're safe. I mean, I've had guns pointed at me. I can deal with this."

"They're totally safe. In the two years I've been here, the worst they've done is accidentally lose body parts," she assured him. "All they do is play surprisingly decent music for dead people. And attempt moonwalking."

"Moonwalk?" Riley repeated, flicking a glance back at the zombies so he could try and picture that. "Is that how they lose limbs?"

"Sometimes. The drummer does it a lot, because he gets really into his work," Kitty said.

"How in the world did I get this job?" Riley asked, laughing and shaking his head. "And how in the world has this island not been mined for research?"

"I have a personal theory that people keep this place quiet, because it's our weird little town and being mined for research would ruin it," Kitty told him.

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