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There is a Chase, in the bar, with a book that he is only pretending to read.

It's difficult to pay full attention to a book when one is keeping a wary eye and a half out for certain daughters and certain fathers-in-law-to-be that one has to make certain apologies to or risk certain...something.

If your name just happens to be Angela or Jack, you might want to just happen to stop by the booth.

And if your name isn't, you're certainly perfectly welcome to stop by anyway.

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[jackdriscoll.livejournal.com]

"Why did you volunteer to get your memory erased?"

[ ooc: stupid wrong icon. ]

[http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/]

"The details are kind of fuzzy, since...y'know, I don't remember them myself. What basically happened, I think, was that when I was here, I learned about the future of my world, and when I left the Bar, I tried to change it, and it really screwed things up and made this alternate universe. I...can't quite remember how getting my memory erased fixed that, but it ended up all right, so I guess it was worth it."

He can be perfectly cheerful about this a year or two after the fact.

[jackdriscoll.livejournal.com]

"I see."

He takes down a mental note not to learn about his future ever. Losing memory is bad.

"Did it...hurt?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/]

"I, ah..." Sheepish laugh. "You know, I don't remember. Someone probably would have told me if it had, though."

[jackdriscoll.livejournal.com]

"Would they? If a friend of mine forgot a painful moment I wouldn't tell him, personally."

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"Even if they asked for all the details?"

[jackdriscoll.livejournal.com]

"Well, I suppose I would have to tell them, then."