62. back to gangstering.

[christ_onabike]

Now, now, Ladies an' Gennelmen of our dear town, as well as you lovely visitin' folks.

I'm Patrick Maguire, your local provider of delightful, town based refreshment. Y'can't miss my bar - my Temperance Bar, of course, so you've got somewhere to chat witho' the demon drink hauntin' your eve'y move

Comments

[lt_n_uhura]

Well, aren't you the boring one?

[christ_onabike]

Law abidin' as always, ma'am.

[lt_n_uhura]

You, sir, can call me Nyota.

[christ_onabike]

Now that's a mighty exotic name, right there.

[Private]

You with the carnival, Nyota?

Spam

[charmedandperky]

[Piper's one of his regulars. She just adores his grape juice, really. Good for the heart so they say.

She's in a blindingly obvious mood, so instead of being discreet in a corner somewhere she's at the bar, so it's picking up guys.]

Re: Spam

[christ_onabike]

[Paddy knows her usual and plants it down on the bar when he sees her come in, then leans forward on the bar,]

Afternoon, miss.

Re: Spam

[charmedandperky]

Paddy! My good man! How have you been?

Re: Spam

[christ_onabike]

[He smirks,] Patrick, round 'ere. Don't want to seem too Irish or anything.

I've been good. Excited for these carnival folks.

[Cough] So, you know, they can come and maintain their morals in 'ere with the rest of us.

[stopthat_destro]

Gosh, Mr. Maguire, you sure do our town a great service with that business of yours. [LOL REX REALLY HAS NO IDEA IT'S A SPEAKEASY.]

[christ_onabike]

[OH POOR REX. YOU'RE MISSING OUT.]

I do my best to help the law and God out in this small town of ours, Mr. Lewis. [PLEASE TELL ME HE KEPT THE NAME.]

[stopthat_destro]

[HIS NAME IS THE SAME. I HOPE PADDY KEPT HIS LAST NAME, TOO.]

They sure didn't make proprietors like you in New York, sir. [Although he's tryyyying to sound happy, there's a WISTFUL LONGING IN HIS VOICE. Oh how he misses the big city.]

[christ_onabike]

[HE DID]

You might be surprised, young man. You really might.

[f_ckitybye]

[Look who's sloping into your bar, Paddy. The town's frustrated author.]

[christ_onabike]

[Paddy is waiting patiently in the bar, watching you come and deciding how blotto you look like you need to get, Malc.]

Town Doctor

[doctor_j_crane]

I fully expect for you to uphold the fine reputation of your bar, Mr Maguire.

[christ_onabike]

As always, Doctor. As always.

[doctor_j_crane]

I would hope. Some of your late night rowdy customers fill me with a most unnatural suspicion. I trust that it's the excitement of good food and company?

[christ_onabike]

What else would it be, good Doctor? I provide excellent entertainment, nothing else.