Prom was tonight. Which really shouldn't matter since the clientele of the Devil's Nest was usually older then the high school crowd, but no matter what, Allie was behind the bar, ready to serve any paying customers.

Even Verity's love for music and dancing was a bit exhausted after the weekend. So she was quiet behind the bar today, curating Valerie Pryor's media presence. She'd come in second in Dance or Die and she had a small, but vocal, fanbase who felt certain she'd been robbed and it was good to keep her in their mind. Especially since she was still ( Read more... )

Verity had never been a bartender before. Yeah, she'd waited tables, but that was more a matter of taking orders and then dropping off food. So over the weekend, she'd gotten a couple of bartending books and started studying them, so anytime someone ordered something more complicated than a rum and Coke, she'd be able to serve it without having to ( Read more... )

Verity had a job now. Sure, she'd never been the day person for a vampire before, but it beat waiting tables in a micro-mini and tank top (thanks for nothing, Dave's Fish and Strips). It was pretty easy work, especially compared to the aforementioned waitressing or trying to convince non-sapient cryptids not to eat you, and she had a few hours of ( Read more... )

Since half the island was off on the trip, Allie expected the bar would be quiet tonight. But in case anyone was out an about the vampire was happily behind the bar, poking at links on her phone.

"I know. I know. I'm late," Allie said as she rushed into the bar. "Stupid portal layover took longer then it was supposed to."

Tiny just grumbled and went back to washing glasses.

Allie was spending her evening poking around the internet and reading year end lists on her phone. She didn't know most of the celebrity names they were talking about but it still seemed like one hell of a long and depressing list.

Hopefully the next year would be better.

It had been a while since Jack worked a full shift at the bar. He always meant to, and then there'd be a class assignment or a shift in the law clinic or a chance to see Emma and -- well. Some things took priority ( Read more... )

Allie was scrolling through Black Friday sales on her phone and grumbling, "Why would you list something on sale if it isn't available at a store within a hundred miles of here?"

Tiny was at the far end of the bar with his head down. He'd been up way too late? early? in search of his own sales.

Jack had stolen away over homecoming to visit his fiancee instead, and he was rightly glad he had. All the graduates younger than him were starting to make him feel old.

But he was back at work today, listening as Tiny told him all about his adventures over the weekend. Apparently there'd been a party of drunk gremlins on the dance floor.

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