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[fangfatale]

[At Lux, Delilah is just ending her shift by escorting one of the drunker and rowdier customers to the door.  She seems bored as she drags the man by his elbow, not caring about the struggles he's making or the way he's trying to get a hand on her ass.  He's obviously very drunk if he can't see the way her teeth glint in the light of the bar, or

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[cal_sitter]

I feel as though I say this again and again to everyone I employ. Try to keep the building from burning down.

[fangfatale]

You are not fun.

[cal_sitter]

I am attempting to preserve a business and the accompanying jobs.

[fangfatale]

The building did not burn.

[cal_sitter]

Customers don't like being set on fire, Delilah.

[fangfatale]

I don't like cleaning up for messy humans.

[cal_sitter]

Then leave the cleaning to the janitor.

[fangfatale]

My boots.

[cal_sitter]

It's a bar. People are going to vomit.

[fangfatale]

Not on me.

[Her irritation at having to explain this lights a shot of vodka that someone is putting to their mouth. They shriek and drop the glass on the floor. Even more annoyed now, Delilah goes to get the fire extinguisher.]

[cal_sitter]

At this rate, you're going to outstrip Cal's record for most customers maimed in a single hour.

[fangfatale]

[That's no way to calm an irritated werewolf, Niko. She glares at the screen and there's a bigger fire to douse with the extinguisher.]

[cal_sitter]

[Siiiiigh.]

Why don't you take the day off? Hunt something in the Underground. Take Cal with you in case he's cursed and forgets how dangerous incendiary rounds are again.

[fangfatale]

Not think set pretty on fire?

[cal_sitter]

Point taken.

[fangfatale]

Or maybe pretty can think of way to keep happy.