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Enter Faith, through the front doors.

Alone, tan, her hair grown out to her backside, looking not at all surprised to find the bar instead of...wherever she's coming from.

Outside there's sand, and palm trees, and beyond that, ocean as far as the eye can see.

Vacation's over. Time to get back to work.

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"Well, I meant, my job here." Faith shrugs. "Anyway, try to have fun, and when you get back I'll put on a tutu and embarass myself for your amusement."

[balletrat]

*Meg grins.*

Now that promise I'm holding you to.