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Who: Barney and Owen
What: The meeting of two minds. It's going to be legen...wait for it!
When: Wednesday nite
Where: The local bar
Barney had gotten into the little town about four in the afternoon. After getting the lowdown from his boss, who got the lowdown from his boss (who could have gotten the lowdown from their boss...GOD.) he hung everything up in his hotel room and hopped onto the computer to update his blog. Little snafus like this wasn't something he'd normally blog about, but it was a new town. And a new place to conquer. Definitely worth blogging.
And, apparently, worth the networking as well. This Owen guy seemed like he knew what was what, and didn't seem uptight or talk about..demons..like the other guys. Score one for the sane dudes! So after deciding to find a substitute watering hole while MacLaren's became less awesome without his presence, Barney suited up..again..and headed toward the bar.
It didn't take long to find it, really. And he didn't even need a taxi. Which was sad, because he loved getting to know his cabbies. Ahh well. Entering the bar like he owned the place, the be-suitted man cruised through and made his way to the actual bar. Along the way, he smiled to one of the girls, clicking his tongue a bit and nodding. Oh yeah, she wanted the Barnacle. But that..would be later. Networking first! Once at the bar, he peered to the other side and lifted his eyebrows at the bartender. Owen, he would presume.
What: The meeting of two minds. It's going to be legen...wait for it!
When: Wednesday nite
Where: The local bar
Barney had gotten into the little town about four in the afternoon. After getting the lowdown from his boss, who got the lowdown from his boss (who could have gotten the lowdown from their boss...GOD.) he hung everything up in his hotel room and hopped onto the computer to update his blog. Little snafus like this wasn't something he'd normally blog about, but it was a new town. And a new place to conquer. Definitely worth blogging.
And, apparently, worth the networking as well. This Owen guy seemed like he knew what was what, and didn't seem uptight or talk about..demons..like the other guys. Score one for the sane dudes! So after deciding to find a substitute watering hole while MacLaren's became less awesome without his presence, Barney suited up..again..and headed toward the bar.
It didn't take long to find it, really. And he didn't even need a taxi. Which was sad, because he loved getting to know his cabbies. Ahh well. Entering the bar like he owned the place, the be-suitted man cruised through and made his way to the actual bar. Along the way, he smiled to one of the girls, clicking his tongue a bit and nodding. Oh yeah, she wanted the Barnacle. But that..would be later. Networking first! Once at the bar, he peered to the other side and lifted his eyebrows at the bartender. Owen, he would presume.