A single glass of wine, surely, posed no danger, and it was with that in mind that Gabriel entered the bar just as the barman was moving to the dustbin with a rather large box. He noted the man's legs.
"Would you like some help with that?" He hurried to the man's side, reaching out for the box.
Joe turned to look at the man who had just come in. He fit Duncan's description of Gabriel perfectly.
With a sight smile, he shook his head. "Thanks, but tossing away someone's leftovers - or whatever that was supposed to be - isn't exactly work that requires two pairs of hands."
And the man most probably had not entered the bar to help him tidy up.
Gabriel smiled back. "A drink would be nice. Leftovers?" He glanced at the box, reading the note. "Ishtar left?"
He had liked the Babylonian goddess; she was warm and friendly, and he had enjoyed their conversation. Besides, he still owed her a drink. Gabriel hoped he would see her again, before the End.
And he had given her a feather... "Do you mind if I check the contents first? I gave her a gift, and," Gabriel hesitated slightly. It could be dangerous in the wrong hands. "I'd just like to see if she brought it with her or left it behind."
"Unless you're in the habit of giving drugs to people, I don't think your present is in there, but feel free to have a look. Just don't smoke, take or otherwise use any of those things in my bar, okay?"
Joe moved over to the counter and behind it, trying to guess what kind of drink the man would like before he asked.
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"Would you like some help with that?" He hurried to the man's side, reaching out for the box.
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With a sight smile, he shook his head. "Thanks, but tossing away someone's leftovers - or whatever that was supposed to be - isn't exactly work that requires two pairs of hands."
And the man most probably had not entered the bar to help him tidy up.
"Would you like a drink, though?"
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Gabriel smiled back. "A drink would be nice. Leftovers?" He glanced at the box, reading the note. "Ishtar left?"
He had liked the Babylonian goddess; she was warm and friendly, and he had enjoyed their conversation. Besides, he still owed her a drink. Gabriel hoped he would see her again, before the End.
And he had given her a feather... "Do you mind if I check the contents first? I gave her a gift, and," Gabriel hesitated slightly. It could be dangerous in the wrong hands. "I'd just like to see if she brought it with her or left it behind."
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Joe moved over to the counter and behind it, trying to guess what kind of drink the man would like before he asked.
"What may I get you?"
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