[P3] Not Open Yet
Tying her hair up Paige moved behind the bar at P3, stooping down to grab a box of straws. It was a wonder they still owned the bar, the lack of time actually spent taking care of the place was seriously giving Paige second doubts that they were still owners. Setting the box onto the counter, she still pushed a few other things around before she finally stood up. Exhaling she opened the box and set it where it belonged with the rest of the bar items.
Paige wondered where her sisters were, but knew better than to actually ask out loud, since the answer wouldn't come from any of them. Phoebe was off with Coop, and Piper was somewhere with Leo and the boys. Which left her, alone, in the house and in the bar to 'handle it' which was how Piper had so nicely termed it. So that's what she was doing, handling it. Very well too, it was just different without anyone actually checking up on her.
The door opened, causing her head to tilt a bit in curiosity, "We're not actually open yet. I mean sure the door is... which means I really fail at keeping security in this place." Sighing Paige knew that if she was just leaving the door open she was asking for trouble, her hand reached for whatever was close -- just in case -- which happened to be a bottle of vodka. Her other hand she kept empty, in case she could just use her gift to throw a table at them.
Paige wondered where her sisters were, but knew better than to actually ask out loud, since the answer wouldn't come from any of them. Phoebe was off with Coop, and Piper was somewhere with Leo and the boys. Which left her, alone, in the house and in the bar to 'handle it' which was how Piper had so nicely termed it. So that's what she was doing, handling it. Very well too, it was just different without anyone actually checking up on her.
The door opened, causing her head to tilt a bit in curiosity, "We're not actually open yet. I mean sure the door is... which means I really fail at keeping security in this place." Sighing Paige knew that if she was just leaving the door open she was asking for trouble, her hand reached for whatever was close -- just in case -- which happened to be a bottle of vodka. Her other hand she kept empty, in case she could just use her gift to throw a table at them.