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milliways_bar2006-11-30 06:53 pm
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That door's been opening for an awful lot of new faces the last few days. So it shouldn't be much of a surprise when a tall, fair-haired man with a tremendous bushy mustache strolls in through the door, yelling back over his shoulder.
"The bet's $20, but no fair starting before I get back. You can wait 45 seconds while I run to the bathroom, right, Mav?"
As he walks in the door, he turns his head to watch where he's headed--and the cocksure grin draped across his face simply melts away. "Mav? I think they've done something to the men's room."
Silence answers him, and he turns to look over his shoulder with a confused look--just in time to notice a complete lack of any sort of door behind him. "Mav--the hell? How'd I get in here?"
He looks around him, and takes in much of the scope of the place. "And where the hell is here?"
"The bet's $20, but no fair starting before I get back. You can wait 45 seconds while I run to the bathroom, right, Mav?"
As he walks in the door, he turns his head to watch where he's headed--and the cocksure grin draped across his face simply melts away. "Mav? I think they've done something to the men's room."
Silence answers him, and he turns to look over his shoulder with a confused look--just in time to notice a complete lack of any sort of door behind him. "Mav--the hell? How'd I get in here?"
He looks around him, and takes in much of the scope of the place. "And where the hell is here?"
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She eyes him.
"No. I don't know who he is. Although he sounds terribly cold."