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"Is there a doctor in the house? No? Good. Last time there was and I regret it all day."

Firefly saunters in and over to the bar.

"So, Bar. Do you mind if I call you Bar? How about something warm and strong? It's been a cold week."

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Zedd only caught the first part of what Firefly said and answers as he should.

"I am a doctor of sorts, what is the problem?"

"Apparently you are. No, that's not fair. I don't even know you. You might just be a liar."

Zedd keeps his legs perfectly still with a little bit of magic because the mun is a great fan of the man and knows he talks and walks at the same speed.

"I am a wizard good sir, and a wizard does not lie about offering help."

"Oh, a wizard? That's different. I've never had to visit a wizard before. I have a brain and a heart, I don't have any use for courage and if I wanted to go home I wouldn't have come here."

Firefly sticks out his hand, although it has a cigar in it.

"Rufus T Firefly."

Grinning Zedd gives him a deep sweeping bow with elegance.

"I am first wizard Zeddicus Zu`l Zorander."

He takes the hand anyways and shakes it.

"Good to meet you Rufus, you were saying you needed a doctor?"

"I need a doctor like I need this bar to never give me my drink. Oh, there it is."

Firefly puts the cigar back in his mouth and starts gesturing with the glass.

"So what's a wizard like you do all day, anyway? Do you have a staff?"

Zedd shrugs.

"Mainly I sit in my room and study books of magic when I am not down here bothering people and causing a little chaos."

Zedd tilts his head.

"Do you mean to say a wizard should have a staff? If that is so then I could get one rather quickly."

"Well, if nothing else, maybe a secretary and a couple of office boys. I have a few I could let you borrow. Office boys, that is. I want my secretary. Everyone wants my secretary. That's why I hired her.

What's in a book of magic? Do you learn how to change lead into gold? Or water into wine? Or gold into wine? Actually, you can do that just about anywhere they sell wine."

Zedd grabs his cigar from out of Firefly's hand. With a larger grin he turn it to gold and hands it back.

Firefly flaps his eyebrows at the shiny gold cigar.

"Huh. Take that, Freud."

Zedd grins even larger.

"Is there something ailing you, or do I assume you are fine?"

"Actually, I seem to have one more problem than when I came in, which is that my cigar is made out of gold. Maybe I can pawn it to someone. Are there any street watch-salesmen or anything in here? They'll usually buy anything from anyone. And I'm going to have to find a pretty undiscriminating buyer for a gold cigar."

Zedd grins.

"Actually I could buy that off of you if you like. I have a rather good price that will make your head spin."

Yes he is having fun now.

"No, I'm pretty sure I don't want anything spinning that doesn't normally spin around you. It's not that I don't trust wizards. It's just that I don't trust you. But I wouldn't hold it against another wizard if he came in. So you can tell your friends down at the Wizard Cotillion Rufus T Firefly is a-okay to talk to. Okay? Okay."

Zedd shrugs.

"I was even going to charge a massivly underpriced payment for it, what a shame"

[OOC: GAH! *fannish squeeing*]

[ooc: Have I fangirled you yet? *g*]

[OOP: I missed doing it before, so *FANGIRLS ALL OVER LIEK WHOA*]

'Stitch' walks over the countertop to Rufus. "Hi."

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