No, not just because the zombies were still playing songs from their greatest hits CD. No, a different kind of weird vibe. Nothing that seemed to be touching Mike personally, but still
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Did two cowboys make it better? It wasn't a surly werewolf, but there they were. And in slightly better spirits than yesterday. Though it was really only noticeable on Goody.
"Can I have a bottle of whiskey and two glasses, young man?" Goody asked with a smile as Billy eyed the band like he was contemplating using one of his knives on the lead singer.
Lucky Goody! The pair of cowboys was now being eyed by at least one half of a pair of samurai. The half that was recovering from the cowboy lifestyle and who was currently looking just the slightest bit winded by the unexpected visit from a certain somebody who he'd helped kill. Years ago.
The only way Nathan could possibly be more stunned would be if Zeb had decided to come back from the dead for a few days, too. He'd forgotten that the island often had a way of throwing people for a loop.
"They're already dead," Nathan shared, finally, leaning over and offering Goody and Billy a smile that was still more or less recovering from the shock. "Attacking them now isn't going to make him stop singing."
It made Goody laugh at least! Then again, Goody also had a rather interesting sense of humor.
"Mr. Algren! I want you to meet my associate, Mr. Rocks," he said with all the geniality a southern upbringing had granted him. "And it seems you have a guest as well."
What about two samurai? And was it okay if one of them was very, very white? For what it was worth, at least the white one was looking extremely bemused as he made his way into the bar.
To make up for it, the Japanese one was looking extremely amused in turn.
"Sake," Nathan decided. "Today it's going to have to be sake."
Okay, so guess tonight's weirdness was going to be people looking real old-timey. Mike could roll with that. Just like he rolled with just about everything else.
"Sake? Think that's the first time I've heard that order here." In all honesty, he moved a ton of beer and whisky. "Hold on a sec, though, I'll find it."
"Thank you," Nathan said, giving the bartender a grateful smile.
... At more or less the same moment Katsumoto piped up with, "Actually, I find myself curious about this 'whisky' that I've read about."
Nathan cast a sideways glance at his companion, and then smiled and shook his head. 'Read about.' In Nathan's own journal, no doubt. That thought earned a chuckle.
"Or whisky, if it's easier. I suppose nobody ever accused him of not being adventurous."
Mike made an amused sound, reaching for a bottle. "Whisky, I can definitely swing right now." As evident from the bottle landing on the bar, shortly followed by two glasses. "Although I can keep on the lookout for the sake too, because I swear I saw it last time I had to do some inventory back here."
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"Can I have a bottle of whiskey and two glasses, young man?" Goody asked with a smile as Billy eyed the band like he was contemplating using one of his knives on the lead singer.
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The only way Nathan could possibly be more stunned would be if Zeb had decided to come back from the dead for a few days, too. He'd forgotten that the island often had a way of throwing people for a loop.
"They're already dead," Nathan shared, finally, leaning over and offering Goody and Billy a smile that was still more or less recovering from the shock. "Attacking them now isn't going to make him stop singing."
Unfortunately.
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Sorry, Nathan. His sense of humor was a little off.
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"Mr. Algren! I want you to meet my associate, Mr. Rocks," he said with all the geniality a southern upbringing had granted him. "And it seems you have a guest as well."
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To make up for it, the Japanese one was looking extremely amused in turn.
"Sake," Nathan decided. "Today it's going to have to be sake."
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"Sake? Think that's the first time I've heard that order here." In all honesty, he moved a ton of beer and whisky. "Hold on a sec, though, I'll find it."
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... At more or less the same moment Katsumoto piped up with, "Actually, I find myself curious about this 'whisky' that I've read about."
Nathan cast a sideways glance at his companion, and then smiled and shook his head. 'Read about.' In Nathan's own journal, no doubt. That thought earned a chuckle.
"Or whisky, if it's easier. I suppose nobody ever accused him of not being adventurous."
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