The Sum of All Happy Hours

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Eddie comes in from the Staff Quarters with damp hair and his Ginslinger t-shirt, his gun and gunbelt already tucked into a neat roll that he sets under the bar. He sits on a stool for a while picking his Specials and writes them up on the chalkboard.

"Howdy, all you beautiful folken. Specials tonight are Love Potion #9, the After 18, and that old fav, the Manhattan. Come and get it!"

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[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*Anthy blinks, once.* Well, I need to know whether or not to add sugar.

Thank you, anyway. *She carries the tea to a seat near Tiffany, for great continuity.*