The Devil's Nest, Monday Evening

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Eric came in to discover that Tiny had covered the entire bar in apples carved to look like shriveled heads.

"...I'll allow it," he decided. "Get me a drink."

The Devil's Nest was open. And Halloween-adjacent.

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Sabine had maybe only ever been in here for parties, and while she didn't want to spend her first week back in multiple bars... it was a small town.

And she could pick up an apple from the bar to examine. "Not bad craftsmanship, unexpected medium..."

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"He's thrilled you approve," Eric said as Tiny beamed at her.

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"He should be," Sabine said. "As long as you know how fast these will go bad."

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"Oh, I know," Eric said with a smile. "It's going to break his heart."

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"That's a problem for later," Sabine decided.

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"And not for either of us," Eric agreed.

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"Exactly. Now what's your best drink that's blue?"

Last week was for serious drinks. This week was for her own fun.

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Tiny rumbled out his reply. Eric blinked. "He says it's called the Sharknado. Curucao and vodka."

Tiny rumbled again. "And gummy sharks," Eric repeated. "Which I didn't know we stocked."

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"That just makes them better," Sabine decided. "I'll do that."

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Tiny smiled again and went off to find a very large bowl.

"This is going to be something," Eric said. "Why a blue drink?"

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"It's the color I was feeling tonight," she said, which probably made some sense when looking at her. "Maybe tomorrow will be orange, you never know."

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"Well, now you've given Tiny a purpose besides making creepy apple heads," Eric said as the drink appeared.

It was very large, very blue, and with more than a few gummy sharks.

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Sabine gave Tiny a little clap.

She wouldn't finish it, as she wasn't four woo girls, but she appreciated it. And would totally pick out the sharks to eat.

"I'm here to make the workday go a little bit easier, I guess."

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"He appreciates it," Eric said, smiling. "I'm Eric."

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"Sabine. You've been here a while, right?"

It was easier to place a giant blond in this setting.

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"Yes," Eric said, nodding. "At least a decade in Fandom. A thousand years on the planet."

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"Long time. Must be going well then."

And all right, she felt a little ridiculous drinking this.

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"It's very profitable here," Eric said with a grin. "Though not many buying blue shark drinks."

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"I'd advertise them more," Sabine said. "Imagine all the girls' nights you'd get here."

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"That wouldn't be terrible," Eric said, "until they start screaming. There are more than a few bachelorette parties in my bar in Louisiana."

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"There's screaming?" she asked, making a face.

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"So much screaming," Eric said.

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"Don't advertise," she decided.

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"That's the better idea," Eric agreed.