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milliways_bar2006-04-25 03:15 pm
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Two Librians walk into a bar.
No wait, that's not how it goes.
Two Librians walk downstairs. They're back in their somber gray attire-so it stands to reason that they must be going home (as if the dufflebag Preston was carrying weren't a big enough clue) Neither Father nor son look particularly sociable, but Robbie's got a very dark look on his face.
They're sitting in a booth toward the fire enjoying a light meal. You could cut the tension between them with a knife.
Doesn't mean you can't attempt to talk to them.
No wait, that's not how it goes.
Two Librians walk downstairs. They're back in their somber gray attire-so it stands to reason that they must be going home (as if the dufflebag Preston was carrying weren't a big enough clue) Neither Father nor son look particularly sociable, but Robbie's got a very dark look on his face.
They're sitting in a booth toward the fire enjoying a light meal. You could cut the tension between them with a knife.
Doesn't mean you can't attempt to talk to them.