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[tattoofists]

[The comm clicks on to the sound of footsteps on an empty corridor. It's some crazy hour of the night and Cliff's been wandering the halls, trying to get signal on his own personal comm and waiting for the desire to sleep to kick in. He might be a little tired, almost, but now a new problem has arrived.]

Hey, uh. Anyone awake?

Where's the best place

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[thenotmagician]

Sergei's is always open if y'want somethin' specific.

[tattoofists]

So I hear. Is it staffed though or do we just... I dunno. Help ourselves?

[thenotmagician]

It's staffed. I'm one of th'cooks. There's also Herz and Silver; sometimes Gideon. Remy mans th'bar.

[tattoofists]

Oh yeah? Sounds pretty good to me.

What about you. You got a name?

[thenotmagician]

Zeke. Ezekiel Lerish. Nice ta meet ya.

[tattoofists]

Ezekiel? Damn man, that's one hell of a first name. I'll stick with Zeke.

[Big smiley oaf is happy to meet you too.]

So are there any set times or anything? It's kinda late so I wasn't sure.