Happy Hour

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When Cameron stops by the bar, she gets a slip of paper along with her order (which was some kind of pamphlet, tucked immediately into her pocket). She reads it.

A few minutes later, the specials board reads,

Today's Specials
select items for reduced price

Pencils
Absinthe
Chopin

Cameron waits behind the bar and (apparently) attempts to stare down everyone who passes her, like all good customer services providers.

[OOC: I'm going to run out and get dinner in a moment. Will be back! AND BEHOLD, I RETURN.]

Comments

[themidnightson]

"You're selling Chopin for a reduced price?"

There's absurd amusement at the universe in the phrasing.