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A man walks in.

He's moderately tall, black hair a little long on top and curly, falling into his face. Blue eyes look down at the bundle in his arms, the little tuft of similarly black hair sticking out the top the only indication of what it might be other than the absolute adoration in his eyes. Nestled in the crook of his arm is tall golden staff, hook on the end gleaming in the low light.

He's not dressed up really. There's a Hawaiian shirt, open and showing a wifebeater underneath, accompanied by a black leather jacket tied around his waist. Green goggles sit atop his head at a rakish angle. He's in loose slacks, accompanied by black boots, and he looks like he's had a long day.

"Hello, Kyle...how're you tonight? Daddy's home from extra work and Mikey and Tony are all gone and it's just you and..."

He looks up.

Blinks in confusion.

"Me?"

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He nods, taking the bottle and presenting it to a just-waking Kyle Theodore Knight before looking at the soda longingly as he realizes he's out of hands. He's listening, and by the end, he gives her a faint nod.

"Yeah, family..."

Says the man sitting with a baby he's just recovered from his psychotic villaness mother just before losing his father.

Another slight smile.

"Anyway... how much did Tim cover...? The Bar herself is sentient, if you ask her for just about anything she'll give it to you, and run you up a tab if you don't pay as you go. Keep your personal business out of the bar, try to avoid violence because they don't really care for that much here... you don't want to piss off Death, so."

"He, uh, went through most of that, other than the whole...sentient bar thing, but I'm used to weird, so I guess it could be worse."

He looks down to his son for a moment before staring up at her.

"And, uh, by the way...who might you be?"

Another little bit of a smile, and she takes a sip of her tea.

"Yeah, sorry... I'm Eris. The Eris, if you've heard of any of them. And you?"

"Jack Knight."

And he's officially decided that thinking is bad for the night and that he won't be doing any more of it than necessary. Thinking about the fact that the woman across from him is claiming to be the Goddess of Chaos, Discord, and Confusion is part of that 'unecessary' pile. She's not going after him, nor Kyle...

Smart boy.

"Nice to meet you, Jack." She smiles. "I'll have to make sure to introduce you to Bar once you've got young Mr Knight there settled as well... she's a real sweetheart, actually, and I'm sure she'll be very helpful, especially with the kid."

She takes another sip of her tea.

"Oh, and there's a young girl around here who isn't really all that young, purple hair, tendency to pass out malicious baked goods. Her name is Anthy."

He nods.

"Right. I'll keep that in mind. I like my baked goods strictly benevolent. They have more chocolate chips that way."

"We can always hope for such a thing, yeah. But... unless you know where food comes from - the Bar herself, or the kitchens, are both a safe bet, or someone you trust - it's best not to eat it, really. She's... very odd, really. She doesn't poison things, mind, but... she's hurt quite a few people, one way or another."

Eris shrugs, and takes another sip of her tea.

"Right. Steer clear of purple. Got it."

He adjusts the bottle a little.

"I'm working on the careful side of things, considering. I mean, if something comes up, I'll..."

He points to the cosmic rod with nod of the head.

"But this little guy's my main concern."

She nods, with another grin.

"Well, if you're lucky, you'll manage to avoid all the purple in this bar... and after all, having your son be your main concern isn't really a bad thing, after all."

He shakes his head.

"Yeah. I was...kinda thinking of giving up the Rod before I ended up here...focus on the kid, join...join Sadie and everything."

He shrugs.

"Guess I got a little prempted on that...though I'm glad I got here with it."

Because he wants to be able to protect his son if any of those dead people he's not really hoping to meet show up.

Another nod.

"What's your son's name, by the way? I confess to a curiosity in the matter, as he's utterly adorable."

He grins.

"Kyle. Kyle Theodore Knight."

And he leans down to stroke his face with one finger.

"Little guy's got his daddy's good looks."

Eris chuckles.

"He'll be at least as much of a looker as you, yeah."

He grins rakishly at her and waggles his eyebrows before giving a soft laugh as his goggles slip down the back of his head and all to clatter next to the Rod.

"Oh yeah. Ladies, look out. Man with a baby, coming at ya."

Another grin.

"You never know. Kyle here isn't the only bebe in the bar I've seen... there's a lady name of... Claire? I think? As just gave birth a few weeks ago now. Friend of my Er- friend of a friend of mine called Sawyer."

Her grin has turned a bit sheepish. Maybe.

He grins.

"Somebody for Kyle to play with then...though he's probably a little older. Since I'm stuck here, I might as well check that out."

"Well, then there's Snow White's twins... they're something like a few months old, I think?" She waves a hand vaguely. "I've never really been all that good with keeping track of time, you see."

A shrug.

He blinks.

"You, uh...did just say Snow White, right?"

Gods, sure, fine, right...he can handle that. But fairytales?

Eris grins.

"Yeah... she took one of my apples, actually, the first day I came in this time around... She was the fairest one of all, after all. Made sense, really."

He nods.

"Riiiiight."

Eris... just kind of grins.

He nods.

"So...uh...key? And, um..."

It hits him.

"God, I don't have his stroller or his toys or his crib or his bottles or even his pacifier, oh christ..."

She doesn't wince at that, but... "No, wrong pantheon, really... anyway, like I said, Bar's good. Really."

She grins.

"Come on, then, if Kyle's set well enough... I'll take you over to meet her, and she'll set you up right."

He shakes his head.

"I'll take him with, if it's all the same to you."

Which, considering the recent and not-so-recent events, is understandable.