Caritas- Saturday

[fates_jaye]

Jaye was getting the hell out of dodge for the week, and she was actually looking forward to something? Weird.

It also meant she was less productive at work than usual. Earlier she'd told Tino she was headed off to wax the mechanical Bull and stayed there for like an hour before realizing she should probably not wax that.

Or... maybe she should do it for real....

[Idk my brain is not here today, this is what you get.]

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[hasaknightjob]

Steven had insisted Marc take as much of Saturday to himself as he could so fine, here he was at Caritas. He took a seat at the bar which he refused to think of as his usual even if there did seem to be something of a pattern forming here.

[fates_jaye]

"Fancy meeting you here," Jaye greeted him.

[hasaknightjob]

"Still working here, huh?" Marc asked.

[fates_jaye]

"Believe it or not, they haven't fired me yet?" she said. "I don't get it, either."

[hasaknightjob]

"Paycheck's a paycheck," Marc said. "Assuming this isn't you working off community service."

[fates_jaye]

"Believe it or not, I've never been sentenced for anything. I don't get that, either."

Seriously. There'd been a lot of theft arrests. An assault or two, which she'd explain if you just gave her the chance, officer.

[hasaknightjob]

"Me neither," Marc said. Then, since Steven wasn't the only one who had to use the qualifier, "Far as I remember. Course my memory's a freaking mess."

[fates_jaye]

"If you don't remember it, it doesn't count," she said. "Here's to being above the law slash skirting the system, maybe."

[hasaknightjob]

"I'd toast but I don't have a drink yet," Marc pointed out. Not a complaint, just a statement.

[fates_jaye]

"And what can Tino get you tonight?" Jaye asked.

[hasaknightjob]

Marc smirked at the immediate delegation of that task. "Beer's fine."

He wasn't trying to forget anything tonight.

[fates_jaye]

"Oh, I can do that myself," she said, getting him said beer and sliding it over. "So how're you doing?"

[hasaknightjob]

"No god damn clue," Marc said, as casually as if she'd asked about the weather. And, by way of demonstrating, he followed it up with, "Did we talk last week? I can't remember."

[needsacatchphrase]

"Was there always a mechanical bull here?" Jane must have not noticed before now.

[fates_jaye]

"For a while," Jaye told her. "There's a stripper pole, too!"

[needsacatchphrase]

"...huh." Don't encourage this, Jaye.

[fates_jaye]

You knew her better than that.

"I can grease one or both up for you, if you want."

[needsacatchphrase]

"Oh, no. No, no, no. That might end poorly for the building." She learned that the hard way.

[fates_jaye]

"Okay, no grease," she said without skipping a beat.

[needsacatchphrase]

"Do I get to pick?"

[fates_jaye]

"Absolutely." Look at that, Jaye wasn't even asking if she could film it.

Because it might scare her off.

[needsacatchphrase]

"Bull," Jane said before she could second guess it.

[fates_jaye]

Jaye gestured right on over to it. "Right this way."

[needsacatchphrase]

"It'll be okay, right?" Jane asked, like Jaye could save her.

[fates_jaye]

"Oh, yeah. There aren't even waivers in case you get hurt so it's gotta be."

There probably were and she'd never checked. Anyway, she was starting that bad boy up.