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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[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"To what? Take m'nitro?" She shrugs. "I'll make more." She eyes the clock, and groans. "I'd better get back to it, if I want to get anything done today. Good talkin' with you, Eddie." She snage her milkshake and hops off the bar stool.

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

"Night, Ace!"