Ch. 10 - In the end, it always ends with just Jack of Fables

[originaljackass]

[Last night, Jack stayed over at Rose's place, just like he had been for a few nights now. He'd finally worked his way into her good graces and he couldn't be happier. But when he woke up this morning, it was in an empty bed. And then he realized it was an empty room inside an empty apartment. It was like no one had ever lived there. Frustratingly

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[shadedsunlight]

Kay left. Sanji would probably know what's next.

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[originaljackass]

Kay? [Give him a moment.] Oh, the lady who set the gig up, right? Shame. Does that mean that Sanji guy is running it?

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[shadedsunlight]

I agree. Just seems like a pity to get it up and going and then be pulled home later.

Yeah. Cloud Nine is above his place so I'd talk to him.

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[originaljackass]

[Damn. He wonders how well that would go. How is that guy going to run the night club and a restaurant at the same time?]

Think there's any chance of it lasting under new management?

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[shadedsunlight]

[There's a break as Ginia considers the question. She knows Sanji is a hard worker, but running two places as once is difficult, never minding what might happen if he was to disappear or be kidnapped or any number of things that could happen.]

I don't think it's my place to say.

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[originaljackass]

[Not her place to say? Well that's helpful.]

I'd throw my name into consideration, if I thought it'd do any good. I've managed bigger, but going from Las Vegas casinos to a backwater night club is just the name of the game here.

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[shadedsunlight]

Couldn't hurt. If you need a backer, I'll vouch for you.

You're good, by the way.

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[originaljackass]

The backup is much appreciated. People around here have a habit of getting all sorts of the wrong ideas about me. [So many self righteous hero types. It's kind of a pain.]

Good? At what? [Besides everything.]

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[shadedsunlight]

Just got a favor to ask. [Because nothing comes free.]

Harmonica.

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[originaljackass]

Yeah? What's that? [Unless you steal it, of course.]

Oh, heard that, did you?

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[shadedsunlight]

If Sanji lets you manage the bar, swing a bartender slot my way? [True, and then it becomes a matter of not getting caught.]

Wouldn't compliment if I didn't.

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[originaljackass]

[Oh, that. Yeah, that's easy.] Pretty sure I already told you I'd do that.

I'm a little rusty. Haven't played in a while. [About, oh, fifty years.]

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[shadedsunlight]

Just making sure. I play some nights, but with two other guys on the rotation I can bartend on non-performance nights. [Some people take their nights off. Ginia just fills them right back up.]

So being rusty is the new modest? Second person I've heard say that.

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[originaljackass]

Do you now? What exactly is it you play?

Trust me, I don't do modest. When I say I'm rusty, what I mean is, I used to be ten times as good. [He could have made it big if he tried. Too bad Fabletown 'persuaded' him to keep a low profile.]

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[shadedsunlight]

Piano.

A man who says things as they are. I like that. If you ever get to be as good as you were, you should perform at the club sometime.

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[originaljackass]

I'll see what I can do. Who knows, maybe we can do a duet.