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[merlotts_pup]

Who: Sam and Lorne. (Anyone else who is out and about at 2am is welcome)
Where: Merlotte's, and then Cherite
When: 2am

Sam Merlotte leaned back in his chair in the back office. His face wore it's usual
worried scowl, with the added bonus of nervous energy that surprised even him.

He'd heard from andy Bellefleur that the old Dina Kittridge place had

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[lornes_place3]

Curious and not all very scared of the owl, Lorne walked a few feet closer to the post the bird was perched atop of. He admired the glow it's eyes shone in the cloudly half-light, the wicked claws reminding Lorne NOT to get -too- close.

"Got any friends who want to mingle with the unusual? Or, are you and your friends them?? Hah!! Don't mind me, little guy, i'm just happy this place is finally seeing the light of day! Or, should I say..The dark of night? This bar will open no earlier than 10pm, till 6am. Gotta give Fangtasia a run for their business, right? Or, even give "their" staff a place to relax after they do "their" thing for the tourists. Hey, even Vamps gotta relax and not act..All Vampy!"

Lorne let out a barked laugh at his wry joke!

"Yeah, tell Tall, Dark and Brooding otherwise. That guy never lets his guard down.

[merlotts_pup]

Owl-Sam gave an eerie hoot in response to the green humanoid's monologue. Swiveling his head nearly 3/4ths of the way around, Sam took in all his enhanced vision could give him. The place was not guady, if he thought about Las Vegas. But, in the middle of Louisana countryside..It STUCK OUT. A non-working neon sign that read "Cherite" graced a marble-columned post. When it was on, Sam feared the gators in the nearby swamps would be able to see it. He -had- really cleaned up the place on the outside, that much was true. Curiousity was making owl-Sam lean from foot to foot on the post, as if he was wanting entrance