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[toomanypostits]

Rube had an evening reap tonight that he kept for himself. The rest of the group had enough to deal with, and this one wasn't highly out of his way. So, he took care of it quickly and is now heading back to Der Waffle Haus for some coffee while he finishes up some paperwork.

He stops just inside the door.

"Now what the hell is thisBecause it

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[beyond_therest]

I look up

"Well I guess I'm not the only one?"

I smile

[toomanypostits]

"Who came in for a cup of coffee and found a bar where it wasn't this morning? I'd say so."

[beyond_therest]

"Well I meant stuck in the grand scheme of confusion, rather than looking for coffee."

My eyebrow is raised with good reason.

"You drink a lot of coffee, than?"

[toomanypostits]

"More than I should, probably," he says with a quirky grin. "Only thing that keeps me going, some days. You?"

[beyond_therest]

"Tea with the occasional beer and well, cigarettes. Bad habits, but you love to keep them."

[toomanypostits]

Rube chuckles. "That's certainly the truth. Well, it's clear neither of us will be able to indulge our vices standing here. Shall we?" he asks, motioning toward the bar.

[beyond_therest]

"Well I could use another...beer or tea, so I suppose."

I get up holding the empty bottle by my side and the cigarette hanging from my mouth. I follow him to the bar.

"Lead on."

[toomanypostits]

Rube heads over to the bar and looks around for a tender. Seeing no one, he frowns.

"What kind of bar doesn't keep somebody around to get a guy a cup of coffee?"

Bah-link. He's fairly certain that cup wasn't there a second ago. He shrugs.

"Apparently the kind where the bar can serve you itself."