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milliways_bar2005-06-01 07:17 pm
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Eddie comes out of the staff hallway, humming absently to himself, with an unusual number of shaving nicks, and a band-aid on a particularly nasty under the corner of his jaw.
Still! He did it all by himself, like a big boy!
He throws a towel over his shoulder and begins his research in the Bartender's Bible and attendent volumes, then chalks up the night's specials:
After Eighteen
Crimson Death
Leaning Tower
Somebody's pre-occupied. "Happy Hour is open, my fellow Milliwaysians. What's your poison?"
Still! He did it all by himself, like a big boy!
He throws a towel over his shoulder and begins his research in the Bartender's Bible and attendent volumes, then chalks up the night's specials:
After Eighteen
Crimson Death
Leaning Tower
Somebody's pre-occupied. "Happy Hour is open, my fellow Milliwaysians. What's your poison?"
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Eddie glances at the bar and the throng of customers tonight. "Not that this hasn't been...stimulating... but I better see what the rest of these people want to drink. See you around, Lilly."