The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[justlurkinghere]

It was Derek's first day at work, so one might have expected some cheer. Or, you know, any emotion at all. Just a little bit. C'mon, Derek. 'Lurking' isn't an emotion.

So, people would be greeted today by his impression of the world's surliest looking statue.

At least he wasn't working the door?

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The Door

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Where you can get your hand stamped.

The Bar

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Where Derek was, well, lurking.

Re: The Bar

[hotceltogoth]

Pretty new face in town? It's like Ronan had some kind of radar for it or something.

"Hey," he said, sliding onto a bar stool and grinning at the aforementioned surliest statue. "Any specials tonight?"

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

Derek glanced back at the selection of alcohol before shrugging. "Beer."

That was totally a special.

Re: The Bar

[hotceltogoth]

Totally a special.

"Then I suppose I'll have a beer -- make it a Harp?" Because even when not drinking Guinness, Ronan had to go for the Irish beers.

The Dancefloor/Lounge

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Where they sure as hell better not be playing Duran Duran.

The VIP area

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Where a vampire might be. Gross.

Re: The VIP area

[texted3times]

You spelled "awesome" wrong in that OCD, there.

The amazing and stupendous Eric Northman was in his usual spot in the VIP area.

Lurking.

Oh yeah.

OOC

[justlurkinghere]

I have worked almost ten hours today.