Caritas, Saturday

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Tino was giving Jane exaggerated shocked and confused looks about her coming into the bar to set up for the evening. Because he was Tino and not at all for any other reason. Really

"Okay, okay. So maybe I've been busy," she sighed, hauling one of the kegs that he'd been ignoring down to where it needed to go.


Sometimes it just went that way.

Specials
The Hard Sell
Bitter End


"I'm never letting you pick specials again," Jane said once she looked them over.

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"You do notneed to keep drinking it!" This whole conversation was going to kill the squirrels, guys,

[meepmeepmeep]

"Meep meep meep!"

Of course he did! Otherwise they won! You know, big Malort, or something.

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"I can make you a better one!"

With Asgardian mead.

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"Meep meep mee?"

Keep talking, Jane.

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Aw yeah, that's right. Divinely wasted muppet up in this shit.

"Hold on, let me just..."

Look, she was going to do her best here.

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"Meep meep meep meep!" Beaker said enthusiastically, still finishing up his first Malort cocktail. Maybe the other Malort one was better!

A Muppet could dream?

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It was not, Beaker!

"Stop that," Jane sighed, pushing the mead cocktail at him.

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"Meep meep meep," Beaker said, putting his two other cocktails to the side. Don't take them away, Tino, he was still using them, okay. He could totally become a mixologist! Nothing would catch fire! Probably!

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If he mixed them together, Odin might come back to life just to be be upset about this.

"You are not," Jane insisted.

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"Meep meep," Beaker said, pulling them closer. "Meep meep meep meep!"

He was an incredible chemist, Jane!

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Was he? Was he?

"I said no!"

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"Meep meep mee!" Beaker said sulkily, taking a swig from the mead drink. "MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEpppp."

Yeah. Little strong for a dude made of felt.

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"Please don't pass out." GOOD LUCK THERE, JANE.

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"Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep--" Beaker said, weaving a little on his stool.

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"Tino, could you--" Oh no. Ohhhhh no.

Sorry, Beaker. You were super falling over.

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"Meep," Beaker muttered from the floor.

Language, Beaker.

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"Wow, I didn't know you could even say that, Jane admitted.

Please, no one let her meet R2D2. Please.