Devil's Nest [Monday evening]

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"Why is it so cold?" Jack demanded as he stomped snow off of his boots and shivered his way over to the bar. "I'm a pirate from the Caribbean. I don't like snow. Make it go away."

Tiny rolled his eyes and handed Jack an ice bucket.

Jack shrugged. "Well, when life hands you ice, make frozen margaritas. Old pirate saying."